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the heart sits shattered

atop cool slippery stones

the mind ponders such

complexing circumstance

and subsequent woe

just what have I done

and why does such raw

so bigger seem to grow

where can I expect to be found

when I don't even yet know

just how I came to be so lost

a 180 degree turn

knocked me right out of myself

when these hands and feet grow back

I'll pick up this scarred shell

and promptly start for home

prayer is only part of the answer

wisdom and her actions

shall repair the worst of the tears

and writing quite blessedly

for me

supplies the antibiotic

which fights off the pain

though I wish I could properly pen

a far better understanding

in my heart I know some actions

yet known

why to man are purposely futile

so, I'll not worry

as God in his time

will permit me to understand.........

(July 8, 1999)