I forget, I am innately broken.
We are fissured, fractured from the start.
Loving us in depth that can’t be spoken,
You reached out to heal our broken hearts.
But the world around is rent as ever,
And will catch us on its jagged ends,
Am I such a fool that I should never
Reach to find that healing touch again?
Maybe we should not fear to be fractured,
Each day seeking shelter from the harm.
Maybe that’s what keeps our hearts enraptured,
Daily falling on Your steady arms.
Why is it I go so long unaided,
Breaking down, clutching my precious pride?
Help my fickle spirit be persuaded,
Visits won’t suffice, I must abide.
– s. Clark