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How to make sense of something that hurts |
| It starts simply Things grow We muddle along and you begin to know This might be real It's a call It's a note It's an unexpected flutter on which to float Changes are happening Sitting stunned Then the news What once was joy now turn to mews Of whimpered pain Is it betrayal Anger, tears Praying to God for an answer you fear Isn't your dream To walk Or to fight To say something nasty when a light Dawns with subtle realization. To forgive To love To trust that maybe someone above Grants peace Pain fades Hurts start to heal Something new begins again To flower in its place New hope Restoration In your heart there is a station For renewal Return Converse again It starts slowly now to mend This is real This is the hope of restored relation. |