Friday, September 9, 2011

hand to heart

hands to heart

pain wracked. moving on. 
searing. never ending. 

I close my eyes and push on. 
seeing your face and asking

for some release from this anon,
and then the pain was fading. 

a mother's gentle touch and it was gone
and replaced by a love unfading. 

a hand held over heart so pained
a smile so soft, health regained. 

the touch of the Lady, so dear,
making life so abundantly clear

accepting Her into my life. 
holding. accepting. abandoning greiff. 

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