Go away! Don't look into my eyes
lest you see into my aching heart
into the hole left there
when my child was wrenched from beneath it.
Don't come any closer!
For if you knew, you would turn
your face and walk away
and I'd suffer the loss
of my child and you.
Behold, a Father listens
as His Son intercedes,
"Father, set her free. Penetrate
the barrier that keeps her from Me."
He said, "Come,"
So I came and poured out my heart.
He healed me with love while together we wept.
Forgiveness came as I whispered His Name.
O come, wounded mother,
Come out of yourself.
He won't rest
Till His love sets you free.
PLEASE ENCOURAGE AUTHOR,
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