She is quiet in her words,
She is silent when she is hurt.
She sees the light and a new day’s birth,
Does anyone see her worth?
She holds on to the sunrise – like a whisper it will be alright.
She bows her head in surrender to every breath,
What is trust – what is left?
She gave everything to be of service.
She holds on to the vision – there is more then this.
To move through the pain and loneliness,
She finds comfort in the stillness – knowing in heaven, we don’t treat each other like this.
She asks why we forget the connections and promises?
What destroys this?
She is honest,
She is waiting,
She is present.
Life is a mirror,
Love is the gift.