There is sadness buried in her heart,
broken dreams and frozen hopes
shattering a wounded soul.
But all she says is, there is still hope.

Because broken, frail and torn
is where God makes us anew,
and sometimes it takes darkness
for us to finally see the light.

Now there is laughter in her eyes,
joy in the way her mouth curves up in a smile,
a sparkle so bright
it leaves a trail of light after her.