Lost and found

 Abandoned by man

Wandering alone 

The heart  hemorrhaging 

Light all but gone

Emptiness surrounds 

A soul abused 

And yet golden rays 

Edge into the abyss

The Son's

Warming love 

Expands and

Is welcomed 

Hope fills the heart 

Rescue is sure 

Let His praise

Thunder throughout

The Next Line

Doing what comes next
The next day
Next week
Next minute
All blur
Decisions. Chores. Errands.
Appointments. Phone calls.
Endless. Endless.
But still; with purpose.
Overwhelmed, She perseveres 
Trusting not her frail attempts.
Lord of Heaven Son of God
Holds fast
She lets go
Falls
Stumbles
On her face
On her knees
He holds fast
Holds her Safe
Anoints her shriveled soul 

Hope peeks,
Seeps
Shadow slips
Sliver of hope
Appears