harden not your heart
weep not my love
for there is hope in isolation
and beauty in sorrow
though showers may fall
a window remains open
welcoming a warm breeze
clearing your uncertainty
and soothing your fears
past the horizon
and high above the clouds
your light is burning
dying to be seen
april two thousand eighteen
copyright j matthew waters
all rights reserved
“weep not my love
for there is hope in isolation
and beauty in sorrow”
I love that.
thank you, Shawna
so sweet
Thank you, Bonnie.
this is so beautiful, another one to be read aloud. and twice.
i love the first three lines especially!
thank you very much
Reblogged this on Kaleidoscope of Faces.
Beautiful
Thank you
You’re welcome