So deep our hurt, so painful our tears
When love’s loss and heartbreak enter our years
Torn from our other, no surgeon’s blade cleaved
This bloody, wounded sorrow our Spirit’s bereaved.
Some cast about in anger and shame
A weapon! A dagger! The other’s too blame!
With vengeance and fear, we lash out to harm
But our own hearts we pierce, revenge is no balm.
But wait just a while, this sorrow endure
Learn the lesson, and hope, and others will near
And soon love’s laughter will again touch your soul
And joy on life’s wonders, once more make you whole.
a poem for my dear friend Cindy, after she had her heart broken for the very first time – May2006