Tagged: Jesus heals

  I hear your soul, friend. Honest  Raw.   I am witness to the miracle Fragile Rare.   Like that fox last week Emerging from the brambles Stopping Staring Inviting connection.   Your soul  Came out of hiding Timidly approaching Mine Is she safe?   Words pushed out like birth Startled By the sound  Of your soul’s primal Cry.   Your truth is painful Bloody Wailing.   My soul explodes with anguish Listening To your hurt.   It tries to run away Yet I resolve To stay with you  Here In the discomfort Of listening well.   Your sorrow  Becomes mine.   I remain still Silent This is not my time To be heard.   It is yours, Precious Brave Soul.   I will be… Read More