The heart is sore
but singing...
and in its song
hope breathes
a stubborn will
like weeping willows
bending but not breaking
It beats on...
Against the light of the sun
The glow of the moon
from the soft of the dirt
amist the filth of the earth
I burst through
Through concrete walls,
of aching scars
unable to to stop this beating heart
I break through it all
I remove the weeds
I make room
For all the beautiful
flowers
that have yet to bloom
My family is going through a lot right now, but I believe that in the end we will prevail, hope is enduring and faith the substance of things hoped for, unseen but soon to be seen; made plain. Strength results from all hardship. Doesnt mean the process doesn't hurt but that it often will not **** us. We all experience pains (it is universal), there may be different causes but it feels the same. In this we can empathize with one another and be compassionate; loving. If you are facing a difficult situation or are experiencing pain, I wish you to be well soon. Know you are loved and supported, carried in the heart of a stranger; someone who cares.
