Loss leaves us empty
I was told that I must learn
Not to close my heart & mind in grief
and allow life to replenish me.
When sorrow comes it seems impossible
but new joys wait to fill the void.
My mind and eyes look up to God
My heart is yearning to know
What is it that will replenish my soul?
Will there be anything that can replace a lost dream?
It rained on my dream, and
I see my dreams drowning while I am floating with grief.
Can I hope that the voidness will be filled somehow?
I was told that I must learn
Not to close my heart & mind in grief
and allow life to replenish me.
When sorrow comes it seems impossible
but new joys wait to fill the void.
My mind and eyes look up to God
My heart is yearning to know
What is it that will replenish my soul?
Will there be anything that can replace a lost dream?
It rained on my dream, and
I see my dreams drowning while I am floating with grief.
Can I hope that the voidness will be filled somehow?