There is another Way.

My heart is heavy, but my prayers are thick because there is Hope. As long as there is life, there is hope.

What I see
©9-29-11 Hannah McLean

The depth of her soul
cries out for You
and her mind says
“NO.
I must walk by sight,
it is the only way
to go.”

And she silences the
sound
with the noises all
around
ready and eager to
drown
and overpower
the reality that resists
her way of being.
And she bleeds
and weeps
and sits amid the battered
heap of life’s wounds
a broken vessel
unable to hold
what fills her.

The depth of her soul
cries out for You
and her minds says
“NO.
I must walk by sight
it is the only way
to go.”

And she drowns the
guttural moans
of her internal being
with chemicals
and minerals
and anything that
keeps her eyes away
from the reality
of her decay.
And she bleeds
and weeps
and lies amid the dismay of
life without You
denying the need
and continuing to feed
on lies
till pangs
of pain and hunger
consume
and all that remains is
emptiness.

But the depth of her soul
will never cease
to cry
because You want her.