A loving embrace

Sometimes I sigh

as I look around

at the broken shards

of a shattered life,

bits and pieces

strewn here and there,

the smallest fragments

carried far and wide

by the strong winds

of constant change

and I watch them sparkle

far away.

After all,

when buffeted and shaken

constantly

even the tallest tree

with the deepest roots

will tend to fall,

lest it be bent

out of shape,

a crooked shadow

of its former self.

Sometimes, I sigh

and sometimes I weep

those steamy tears

which none can see

for what was and

may have been

and I weep

all alone.

Soon, I shall smile

once again

that buoyant, radiant

and cheerful smile

as life rushes in

once again

to inevitably possess

every fibre

of my being.

I know, I know,

without a doubt,

I’m never alone.

I feel the Presence,

the Love and Grace,

unbound compassion

of the One

who holds me warm

and secure,

wrapped comfortably within

a loving embrace.