even when i think it's all gone
i find more energy to pour in
the results that i can see are still the same
holding on to his mantle, crying out
i wait for more
i lose hope
and find it again
it feels like the desert in my heart
dry. thorny. dusty.
don't they know. that he has laid his life down
so that they don't have to do this. they don't have to struggle like this
sometimes it is hard to keep going and keep the light shining
they see what they want and its not usually the light.