His heart has fallen
shattered actually
Right outside of his own body
I see it in the countless tears
streaming from him
I know it in the arms that need to wrap me up
he is feeling in a bigger way
and the weight is just too much for his heart
it has broken in to countless pieces.
Right there on the bed between us.
I want to grab the glue
put it all back together
I am mom, I long to fix it.
Deeper inside I know a different truth
this journey belongs to him alone
And I must simply bare witness
hold the space between us with unwavering love
Listen to the tears hit the tissue
gather the guttural cries in to arms of compassion
Watch him spill out again and again
Each sob pulling back in one small piece
as he of this new born courage
Mends his own broken heart.
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