Love, Pain, Poetry, Relationships, Spirituality, Writing


Still reeling from the pain
Heart stomped beneath ill-fated feet
As countless thoughts of you search for their place of retreat
We treat our hearts with such disdain
No wonder they dread to meet.
Yet meet they do
Meeting you
The day we met
Stars aligned – then opposed in an instant.
Like the moth to the flame that’s learned to fear the burn
We learn
We grow
We adjust to the discomforts of the comfort we seek.
Not even my tears can comfort me now.
But another comfort comes over me
As He wraps His arms around me
In an everlasting embrace
Interrupting time and space
Leaving only love.
The love I sought from you
Was never yours to give
It was His, for He is love
And His love, for me, is all there is.
So head held high
I face another day
Another love
He blessed me with yours
For a season
For a reason
Unknown to me but all is known by Him
According to His infinite wisdom.
Today I pull the shards from my wounded heart
Wounded, but not broken
For how can a heart be broken,
When made up of His love?
That love that I now seek first
My first love
The love of my forever God.

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