I wrote this around my first anniversary as a daughter of Christ. I was sitting in church next to my dear, inspiring sister in Christ, Sheran, when this happened and I went home and wrote this:
A TEARDROP FELL
In broad daylight
a teardrop fell.
I don't know why,
but then I do.
There is so much feeling, Lord,
it overwhelms me.
You overwhelm me.
I wonder how I can
even exist with this love
so strong it only grows
and I feel as though my
fragile and damaged heart
will explode.
I could lay on the floor
face down, arms spread,
and wail with something
uncontrollable in me,
new to me,
but Sheran pats my arm
and assures me that
I am not alone, that
I'm not crazy and she tells me
this overpowering love,
Your love,
I don't need to fear,
I don't need to run from.
This love cannot hurt me.
In broad daylight
a teardrop fell.
Poem revised on April 23, 2015
A TEARDROP FELL
In broad daylight
a teardrop fell.
I don't know why,
but then I do.
There is so much feeling, Lord,
it overwhelms me.
You overwhelm me.
I wonder how I can
even exist with this love
so strong it only grows
and I feel as though my
fragile and damaged heart
will explode.
I could lay on the floor
face down, arms spread,
and wail with something
uncontrollable in me,
new to me,
but Sheran pats my arm
and assures me that
I am not alone, that
I'm not crazy and she tells me
this overpowering love,
Your love,
I don't need to fear,
I don't need to run from.
This love cannot hurt me.
In broad daylight
a teardrop fell.
Poem revised on April 23, 2015
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