dear friend
dear friend
it was only days ago
you spoke like some soft thunder to us all
and the words brought not a pounding rain
but a shower of hope
and now i hear
you were lurking
on the edges of your own life
held there by some unknown force
and almost forgetting
who you were
who are you now?
some lost one?
stumbling on the edge of your own life
please remember this
my prayer for you
and all the others too
that you find your way
back to where you belong
to where you ARE called
peace to you brother
sir knight
darkness does not last forever
but is washed away
by the breath of dawn
so where shall i find you?
down the road
today?
tomorrow?
or maybe years away
and your voice shall ring
like some soft thunder
The dark night of the soul…. a difficult place to rest or to walk through. At such times we depend on the hope of another, held out like a beacon of light as we search for our own morning. May your friend find his/her way through the darkness. Take care. Your words speak of healing and of hope. I am touched by them. Thank you for sharing.
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ryn: Oh, honey… This is Rant Central! Bring it on! ;D Thanks for the notes.
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If one can only remember.
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