Maybe it's me, but I want to do something, but I feel a little overwhelmed.
A good friend of mine suggested that I'm not really happy---she said I keep a keep a nice cover, but I'm really hurting. Yeah, that rings true. I haven't bounced back--but there's more than that on my mind, and I guess there's a breaking point, a place where the tears cease, but the ache continues and furrows so deep, it feels numb.
Though numb, I am aware that new life (thoughts, dreams, hopes, ideas) will emerge in the midst of this furrowing ache...which has the potential to grow, to rise within the sorrow-to someday take shape as a tight little bud, and unfold in God's perfect timing, when it's beauty will be ready to be seen.
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