Surrender the search for words

in the early morning pain of dawn,

let traffic hum and rain-town birds

steal quiet thoughts and see them born...

 

imagine forests damp with dew

the roar of waves upon a shore,

a loving hand that guided you

in times when you were lost before...

 

and in that place find peace and calm

in moments free of earthly stress,

to soothe your wounds of hurt and harm

that you might heal to feel them less.