11 April 2013

clinging upward

I watch her heart
reaching to grasp
what it cannot hold
clinging backward
as forward doors
begin the swing shut
 
and the aching rips raw
for her to know
there is a gate
waiting for her knock
 
there is peace
I have known
as I cling upward
so deep, so wide
it can not be imagined
 
but my tongue is still
words do not come
just tears

joining the rest of the broken redeemed at Emily's

3 comments:

nance said...

sometimes
to be there is all we can do
you are going deep
to pull out precious words

Monica Sharman said...

Words do not come here, either. Praying...

Emily Wierenga said...

oh, this is sad... your heart is breaking, i can feel it.

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