Falling, falling apart all around you;
Knowing I am not, but hoping I might –
Could I be a shining light
Into the pain, hurt, darkness you fight?
I have none of the answers,
Only the hope, love I spend
Pouring like September rain
Touches you, brings smiles again.
We have walked enough alone
Just pick up the phone;
Call, and I will surely come,
Like a rolling thunderstorm.
I strum this keyboard like
It was an instrument which might
Bring some endless delight,
I find it consolation again tonight.
I have lived life in words
So long, can we parse phrases,
Open our hearts in phases
Until we build a refuge, extraordinary.
I believe the impossible
Is a reach we can make, barriers break,
Construct a place for us both
If you let down the fences tough.
Falling, falling apart all around you;
Knowing I am not, but hoping I might –
Could I be a shining light
Into the pain, hurt, darkness you fight?
© Jo Ann J. A. Jordan
Haphazard Creative 