A Little Insane

Wednesday, August 17, 2005

Her Faith

The hand that held her ,
With the promise of love,
Nowhere then to be held,
When she hung from a cliff.

Her feet kicked around,
Searching for some ground.

Her arms held on in pain.
As numbness crept within.

Her ears deaf from her screams
Still no sign of that hand.

Her voice muted to her own ears
Love faded into an abyss.

Her eyes judging the fall,
Looking up once for that hand.

Her mind in constant re runs,
Of memories once held dear.

Now thanked the lord for her faith,
The faith that helped let go,
Of the hand that held her,
Away from her destiny.