Friday, December 16, 2011

Sometimes It Hurts So Bad: A Sonnet

I'm waking, thinking, and wondering why
The sun rose breaking the day like a splash
I am still thinking of our sad good-bye
Light of day makes the tone seem oh so brash
I wish I could run from my thoughts today
The pen and my journal are leading me
But alas I hear the voice of Yahweh
Telling me: you are not bound you are free
I greet the day as a fountain of hope
My heart is full of gratitude and grace
No longer walking life on a tightrope
I have found the "me" in me to embrace
This truth I know: sometimes it hurts so bad
Sometimes is not always, that makes me glad