There was a peace
But I don’t have it now.
Too many words
Whirling inside of my soul.
There was a light
But I don’t need it now.
I have my own
Inside my heart.
The rest will come
When all is written down
When emptiness is all that’s left.
This is not what I bargained for
Fervent prayers,
Open wounds.
Don’t speak,
It’s quiet now.
Wait, don’t turn away.
Whisper, I feel you here
My heart in your hands.
Speak now,
I’m listening.
I won’t turn away.
Your words are everything
Write on my heart.
Myself emptied
To be filled.
Copyright 2014 Andrea Lundgren
Andrea Lundgren 