A World Undone

I know that feeling,

The feeling of one.

Adrift on a desert,

A whole world undone,

Praying for shelter from

Cruel midday’s sun,  

No word of comfort

From anyone to

Ease the anguish

Left in the wake of

A melted mind, of

A heart that breaks.

Tossed in the rush of

A fiery lake,

Trapped in the rubble

Left by the quake.

 

If time is the healer

A broken heart needs

Then hasten its passing

Wherever it leads.

More weathered miracles,

More races to run.

Faith finds Her passion

When worlds come undone.