the days you weren’t sure
if you would ever walk again
the tears, they washed you
as your heart broke,
and the light and love all spilled out
not knowing if you’d ever get it back
as you let go of your life
and your brother
and everything good
there were moments you didn’t think
that you would ever talk again.
the pain, shattered into pieces
it glittered like glass
and turned to something new
and you kept walking
lonely, but not alone
you didn’t have the strength
to carry the anger, the bitterness
thank god for surrender
thank god for rock bottom,
where we can let go
and be empty enough,
to take it all in
the love of your friends
your mothers laughter
& the words of your father
so rightly timed
and the hurt, beautiful family
both heartache and kindness
its funny to sort through
that tangled mess.
the imperfect love we’re given,
it’s really love.
i know it still hurts
and i can’t imagine
just what that’s like
the road that you walk
it’s bumpy, and it’s beautiful
and it shapes you anew,
imprinting deeply
it made you who you are.
but there’s been this thing,
mysterious as a bird
a quiet prayer
an expectation,
so brave, so hopeful
hidden inside you
few words
not overshared,
a pearl that cost so much
it will not be trampled.
an expectation, a dream
you saw something in the future
you couldn’t put your finger on
just what it was
or who it would be
but you waited for the day
that it arrived.
the joy, and the fear
and the shock was of new love
life unraveled so quickly
a heart that is happy,
and still healing, still beating
accepts this gift
you were ready for the day,
when he arrived.
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