Devastation is all you see
desperate sounds slipping from your lips
Every fiber of my being hurting, aching as I watch it steal pieces of you
You are deeply personal to me
ever so beautiful
You’re absent in heart but not alone in your fear..
I will wrap around you until you see through your heart once again..
Laughing without reservation
Hoping without seeing
Running through to tomorrow free
Your darkest hour is not your defining moment
You will live once more because hope is real – tangible within you
And your broken pieces will be made whole