Saturday, November 29, 2008

Canal Bank

She walks along the worn dirt road
Arms folded, kind of hugging herself, holding in all the emotion
Tears she can't cry are getting so hard to hold back
She is the strong one, the glue, holding everything together

The water, it current talking it on to a bigger place
She stops to admire the way it flows over an edge
Calm and smooth in the middle
Rough and choppy around the edges
When it all meets at the bottom: Total Chaos
A visual of what's going on in her mind

She sits down on a piece of cement
Pulls her knees to her chest and cries, lets it all out
The sound of rushing water blocks out the thoughts that always plague her mind

She takes a deep breath and looks up to the sky
Notices the crescent moon shining between two trees
The sky is so beautiful. Blue, Pink, Orange.

It's comforting to know the creator of all this beauty
Is always there, ready to reach out his hand and help her up
Bring her into his loving arms and make everything ok.

He loves her always, no matter what.
And right now that's all matters.

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