A heart never breaks
Without a witness
Even when you think you’re all alone
Someone’s on their way
A song
A pet
A poem
Children
Strangers
Strays
Loved ones
They’re on their way
Just wait for it
Something
Or someone
Will appear
Out of that thin air
To thin to breathe
When we stare into space
And plead
“God help me”
She’s listening
Shhh
Just wait
Listen
And don’t despair
When the air is thin
To thin to breathe
Grace
Appears
She just wanders right in
So you wait there
She’s coming
Shhh
She’s coming
I hope this is true for you. I believe it has been for me. No matter how shattered I have felt – something helps – a song, a book, a kind stranger, a reassuring quote read on a sign behind the counter of a random shop. The company of my dogs and a long walk.
Something always appears.
But maybe I look.
And that’s the difference.
And I believe
Always we sit in the hand of God.
Whomever you believe your God to be
(As Mare says – we are held – we are always held) go follow Mare – tough, resilient, funny lady with good stories) this post (in link) shows her fierce spirit – entitled “ferocious gratitude” it’s a great read.
