Sunday, June 5, 2011


searing soul burning pain
panic, no where to turn
shadows, no place to run
weep but weeping alone and in vain
time creeps with only time to burn
the truth now sure all hope is done
with nothing but infinite sorrow to gain
there is no lesson to learn
no life to live for joy is gone, done
again and again come the floodgates of pain
but then one loving act chases the pain
now someplace to joyfully turn
and somewhere gladly to run
someone who cares brings reality again
a willing hand soothed the burn
understanding eyes gently signal the pain is done
the butterfly can fly again
and ride the wind and swoop and glide and tack and turn
mended by loving care of an earth angel the hurt undone