We're in This Together

Do not imagine that I am clueless about what's on your mind

Do not think that I couldn't care less about what's bugging you

Do not even figure that I have no solution to what you're facing

You are mine, remember?

"Can a woman forget her sucking child,

that she should not have compassion

on the son of her womb?

Yea, they may forget...

Yet will I not forget you."

I came to save, to heal, to love.

Just that it took you so long to realize that I've been

Standing there with open arms

Yearning to give you that long-awaited embrace.

Come to me, you who are burdened

I will treat you to sweet, sweet rest.

"... for I know the things that come into your mind, every one of them." Ezekiel 11:5

"And the Lord shall guide you continually, and satisfy your soul in drought, and make fat your bones..." Isaiah 58:11

The above poem is reproduced from the author's 2002 Diary for Today's Men & Women: Reflections of Life.