SO SAD

Her face,

I reached

To caress

One cheek,

As if to un-crease

Time's wrinkle,

Burden's frown.

So sad,

Her green eyes

Open wide,

Beseeching

Through sorrow's glint.

Her tears,

They drip

Unceasingly,

Encapsulated sorrows

In multiples,

Compressed drops

Of pure soul.

So sad,

Her eyebrows

Tilt,

Questioning

As she cries,

Why, Why?

Her tears,

They stream

Down her face,

Rivulets in

Careworn furrows.

Her face,

The mill

Of life,

Where self-confidence

Ebbs, etched

In eddies

Of regret.

I stroke

Her cheek,

Pat her back,

And murmur

In reply,

I do not know,

But you are

Not a nothing.

So saying,

I soothe,

Tell yourself

A new story,

God's story.

Tell your mind

The truth

Of nobility,

You are

Not a nobody,

You are a princess

In God's kingdom.

God knows

Your story,

You are

A somebody,

Loved by him.

You are you,

And you

Are his.

I whisper

In her ear,

And kiss

Her damp cheek

Goodbye,

Tell yourself

A new story,

God's story.