(The following is dedicated to my J. who so profoundly uttered the words this morning, which I do not soon want to forget.)
White, falling
purness in wateresque form
blanketing, covering
comforting the swollen
aching earth
Beauty in the eyes of
an innocent child
unhurt yet
to bad we forget
these times
of frail
naked
truth
birds, flocks
flying in formation
delicate, yet designed
creation
from sea to shining sea
living origami
a bruised heart
aching, hurt,
betrayal and denial
not understanding why
yet all these tears we cry
caught in a bottle,
He saves in heaven
feeling with us,
and yet,
it's His pain we still forget
so
he keeps reminding us
and gently whispers
through our fears and tears
"Welcome to My Heart"
1 comment:
hmmm... so our pain is God gently reminding us that He exists, and He felt excruciatingly more than we'll ever know... for some reason that gives my hurts meaning, and hence, i feel hopeful. thank you.
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