It feels like a bleeding wound
Deep inside my soul
It continues to pulse and ache
An endless emptiness
Another grief to stack against the charred cord-wood of losses past
A voluntary goodbye does not diminish the pain
No more than tomorrow will dilute the sorrow of today
I knew you once
And once you knew me well
Like a strangers dance
Ghosting past each other in the same path
To a discordant melody
Black butterflies rising and scattering from their tree
And again my wayward soul finds respite
A temporary shelter in the storm
Though my heart remains its captive
This wandering lilt of sacred pain
Birds dance and dart against the wind
Embracing my soul’s secondary nature
Alive and dead, then back again.
Within the suffering lies the strength
To bear the cross with You
As hoar-frost covers the ground
So misery covers me
It comforts me as knowing pain is to be closer to You in life
To die and to live again in Your shadow
To follow footsteps mired with pain
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