To the earth

My heart is hurting for the world this morning, and my prayers are with the people affected by the tragic event in Las Vegas. I wrote this poem this morning. Writing comforts me. And I don't know what we can do to comfort a world that hurts so deeply. I can't understand why things like this happen. I don't understand the brokenness of the world. I do know that God is the healer of broken hearts, and I know His love can heal even in times like this.

"Come to me, all you who are wearied and burdened, and I will give you rest." ~ Matthew 11:28

To the earth:

I imagine you

welled up with rain,

ground softened like

an embrace, mourning

loss you must now carry.

Oh, how much heavier

the weight of holding 

within you what once 

freely moved among.

I shall wrap you

in softest fleece,

ask the sun to linger

behind the clouds,

a gentle rainy lullaby to

play on every city

street, and fleece, its

warmth, to be wrapped

and there, in softness,

you will sleep. Rain will

fall, the sun will gather up its

rays, wait for dreams to run their

course and eyes to open, eager

for the sun, eager for hope,

and because the rain fell

while you slept, no room

for tears remains.