If I could reach beyond the veil
Where hidden misery and memories sail,
I'd dip my fingers into your fears
Rippling light through your toughest years.
Down into the chambers of your soul,
Through the spaces bruised and whole,
I'd pour the warmth of countless suns
Until each ill thought breaks and runs.

In your eyes, I see the pain,
Heavy like endless pouring rain.
I see the hurt that time can't mend,
The way your kind soul was forced to bend.
But, when I look at who you are,
Beyond the wounds and all your scars,
I see a light that burns so true
And a brave survivor inside of you.

©️Lizzie Bevis