Feb 242006
 

This poem is shared by Kristine K. Lowder

I wanted You
to still the storm
calm the tempest
part my sea.

I wanted You
to mend my fractures
salve my wounds
end the pain.

I wanted You
to sharpen sword
eviscerate all enemies
oversee their quick retreat.

You didn’t.


Instead
You came,
soft as light
drew back the night
shared my grief
shouldered my pain
cried my tears
mingled my blood with Yours.

until at last I understood:
this anguish is not my own
for when I belong to You
I never bleed Alone.

 Posted by at 18:30