this morning :: prev :: next :: why can't i hold her now? she needs me to be with her, and i need it just as much. the graces and impositions have been stretched too thin, and this glass floor on which we walk and live could shatter and fall through. but she needs me now. i know she has what it takes to make it alone, i know at the end of the day it will all work out. yet why must she suffer, why this tension, this pressure? here we are. the most selfish person i have ever personally known drop-kicked us from the heights of pride and now, here we are. come to me, my love. i will hold you again. can you forgive me, let me hold you close, tell you how proud i am of you, tell you, a little while and everything will change? you have been so patient, so strong, so understanding. but your time to relax and find joy again is coming. hold on a little longer my sweet girl, just a little longer. Father, surround her with comfort, hold her now that i can't, wipe the tears from her eyes, as you do mine, let me see her tonight, if only for a moment, to hold her close, and kiss her cheek, and reassure her that when she hurts i hurt. take our sadness, remind us of who you are, and the depth of your love, and your promise of prosperity, for our lives and our souls. © 2002 (8 january) john r. chase
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