Pain

I want to gather your pain, hold it close to my soul- place my breath upon, your heart- find your place, to whole. your brokenness,... your shattering- I want to take it, all away- high above the wandering clouds, let it dissipate, creating this empty space, let the empty space- be filled with love, and all the beautiful things- that life is made of. I’d carry you across, your path- I know you must, go through- but know there is a light, at the other end- waiting for you. you are not alone, my heart sings- your crying song, out of the depths of me- it comes, you are my breath, my life, my birthing from inside- my beautiful daughter, my loving sons. Heart's Calling By Maureen Kwiat Meshenberg ©