Willows

I will sit with you in the sad, hard place
Serving as a witness to your pain
I will sit with you as the clouds roll in
And shelter you with my thin hope

Nature comes as a witness
Bringing an offering of tears
The willows sway in solidarity
Bending low to acknowledge your grief

The porch swing sings
A weathered song
As rain rolls off
The roof above

The geese playfully chase each other
Through the fresh spring rain
Water sprays off their backs as they run
I remember when we were that young

I will sit with you in the spaces
That lay between reality
And what you show the world
You will never be alone

Soon the greening work of the rain
Will usher in spring
A new beginning
A new hope

But, if you’re not ready
I’ll sit with you in the sad, hard place
And shelter you with my thin hope
Until you are

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