When you look
Back at life
It’s easy to
Connect the dots
Framing your understanding
But when you’re
Living your life
Presently you are
Walking blind in
The wilderness trust
In God’s hands
To guide you
When you look
Back at life
It’s easy to
Connect the dots
Framing your understanding
But when you’re
Living your life
Presently you are
Walking blind in
The wilderness trust
In God’s hands
To guide you
Sometimes just sometimes
The thing that
You say is
The thing that
Is needed but
Maybe not the
Thing needed is
The thing unsaid
Do you not
Understand how hard
It is to
Choose nothing rather
Than something knowing
That the two
Of you won’t
Ever be what
You want and
Giving way to
What might be
Rather than clutching
To what isn’t
Let go die
Or start anew
Love does love
Love also hurts
If upon ceasing
The absent love
Does not hurt
It wasn’t love
A mirage perhaps
Not an oasis
Maybe a cloudburst
Not a cyclone
Love leaves things
Different than before
If you haven’t
Changed then you
Simply haven’t loved
Lost I drift
Bumping into others
I have discovered
Comfort in myself
Absent of them
Alone and quiet
At long last
I can hear
The ocean again
In the shell
Against my ear
Knowing that life
Is in there
Just with me