It all unfolds in front of me.
I should embrace all that I see,
But some of it is cast in mist
Hiden behind a backward twist.
I pay close attention.
See all I should not mention.
Absorbing and transmutting it.
Until I realize, I could always see it.
The pain and heartache. The soul crushing tears.
The screaming and yelling. The belief in our fears.
It all was up in my face.
Until I decided to replace
The burdens and the heartaches. All of the rest.
With a gentle, quiet knowing that You would take care of this.
