In my deepest sorrows,
I heard love’s softest call,
Even when I thought my hope was lost,
Love whispered in my ear,
Words wishing the best for others,
Love that recognises what is hated most,
Fiercely fighting with the tragic gap,
While crying with the broken spirit,
Wounds are daily uncovered,
The result of words that deeply score,
But,wounds begin to heal,
When love’s gift is given,
From new eyes seeking the beauty,
In our broken humanity.
Today brings a settled restlessness,
That calls loudly to my soul,
To seek out my Father’s tasks,
For what I am called to say,
Truth lived faithfully,
Speaks to those who choose to see.
Life lived hopefully,
Eyes seeing with clarity,
Tears shed with longing,
The way our world intended us to be.