When I Cannot
A poem for you all today. π
When I Cannot
When I cannot
face a single moment
of this day,
stem the flow of sorrow,
or even consider
pasting on a smile.
When I cannot
see my way through,
find any semblance of
a pathway
to step forward
into the next moment.
When I cannot
find a door
or a window
cracked open
to allow a breeze
to soothe my soul.
When I cannot
quiet the raging waters
or piece the jagged bits
together,
let alone find them all.
When I cannot,
my dear, sweet Jesus,
You can.
This my heart
is counting on.
On you.

