As she sinks into
a sadness that had been creeping in for sometime
The reality of it
all seems more questioning than defined.
The tears stream
daily down her face staining her dress
She is consumed
with grief; staring at the enormity of the mess.
She steadies
herself as the memory of the months gone by
Consume her
thoughts…. God please help her not to cry
So much joy filled
that small window in her life
That removed the
burden left behind when she was no longer his wife
As she reflects
and tries desperately to regain her composure
Certain the world
is watching as she defines the exposure
Wondering was any
of this worth the pain she can still feel
Looking to the
heavens she wonders for a minute would she ever heal
Trying to fit all
the pieces of this puzzle to make some sense
She opens the book
that brings life back to something with no defense
So, she lifts her
eyes beyond the land, the trees and clouds
Instead of being
quiet she raises her voice - surprised at how loud
God, she says… I
need you to show me the way one more time
She knows He hears
her and wants so badly for help with the climb
She relaxes her
shoulders, letting go to allow Him to clear
Enough of the
sadness, anger and fear knowing He will always be near!
No comments:
Post a Comment