A child sits alone
on a broken porch;
teary eyes comfort
what pain has scorched.
Screams do pierce
the splintered door;
echoing a story
of what now clings to her.
I am here among
those deep paved cracks;
I am here when
the odds against you
feel stacked.
Beside you I’ll forever be,
a shadow in life’s open sea,
a light to guide you,
a bending knee.
Rays of light now
gaze beneath darkened clouds,
and she quietly prays
words long meant for aloud.
Stains of sin linger,
yet waters run clean;
that old broken porch
now buried with him.
I am here among
those deep paved cracks;
I am here when
the odds against you
feel stacked.
Beside you I’ll forever be,
a shadow in life’s open sea,
a light to guide you,
a bending knee.
She walks alone,
free to raise her head;
looking upward, she stops
noticing the rays He spread.
Touched by golden fingers,
she begins to hear;
words deemed forgotten,
heal a soul once seared.
I have been among
those deep paved cracks;
I have fought when
the odds against you
were stacked.
Beside you is where I’ll forever be,
your shadow in life’s open sea,
your light to guide,
your bending knee.