The chatter and cries of my daughters have given way
to the  occasional passing car.
The sound of clinking plates,
the busy babble of the tv,
and the roar of the dryer
have receded into darkness.

My emotions begin to leak
out of my head
drip by drip
like a melting ice cream cone
pooling in my chest
weighing my heart with
sticky emotion.

In attempt to save myself from drowning,
a prayer surfaces,
I am nothing without your Embrace
I am visionless and stranded,
fumbling through obscurity,
I ache for your Guidance.
Lord, teach me to forgive.


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