Am I lost, God?
How sad for me if it is true.
I feel so empty at times.
The pain of separation is too much.
My heart aches for the sight of her face,
just once more.

I wonder if I have become
Too much a part of that other time
And less a part of this world.
I know You are watching me struggle
Reaching out to send messengers of comfort
When my strength fails and I cry.

Yet, there is something
intangibly familiar about this feeling
I can’t quiet describe.
Perhaps of some half-forgotten times
When angels held me softly
Stroking my hair.

Then for a just a moment,
the pain and empty ache
Have fallen away from my heart.
So, Father, even in my grief, I’ve known
That You are walking with me
And I am never lost for long.

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