BELIEVE
If you could believe that the dark is only temporary,
That the sun will rise and lift your clouds, though heavy,
That the world has not ended even though you lost,
Even if you loved the most, even at the highest cost,
Then the ashes you are now covered in will give way
To you, those who rise from the dirt and yet stay,
So fight, fight this battle and don’t give up,
Not for fame, not for glory or praise to fill your cup
But for you. You are loved by a Father.
Even alone, for you a comfort He will gather,
That brokenness you will hold as your beauty,
Braver than you thought, that cut is lovely,
Because it allowed the light to seep through,
That shines to dispel your opaque view,
You know a similar pain that would heal,
What was impossible is now very real.
So cry if you must. The hurt you cannot escape
Your wings were torn. It wasn’t just a scrape.
Let the tears fall. Dear one, it’s fine to grieve.
This will be temporary. Believe. Just believe.
If you could believe that the dark is only temporary,
That the sun will rise and lift your clouds, though heavy,
That the world has not ended even though you lost,
Even if you loved the most, even at the highest cost,
Then the ashes you are now covered in will give way
To you, those who rise from the dirt and yet stay,
So fight, fight this battle and don’t give up,
Not for fame, not for glory or praise to fill your cup
But for you. You are loved by a Father.
Even alone, for you a comfort He will gather,
That brokenness you will hold as your beauty,
Braver than you thought, that cut is lovely,
Because it allowed the light to seep through,
That shines to dispel your opaque view,
You know a similar pain that would heal,
What was impossible is now very real.
So cry if you must. The hurt you cannot escape
Your wings were torn. It wasn’t just a scrape.
Let the tears fall. Dear one, it’s fine to grieve.
This will be temporary. Believe. Just believe.
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