A whirlwind swirls around me all the time.

Pelting me with rubble, debris and trash.

Even those I love just seem to malign.

With all the commotion I collapse fast.

 

Face crashing to the earth, mouth full of dirt.

Hands grasping the ground for anything real.

But each breath and each movement only hurts.

Agonizing, no longer want to feel.

 

Rolling to my back my eyes burn with dust.

Tears begin to cleanse them like sweet fresh rain.

You spirit breathes life in me as a gust.

Finally I can see the bright sky again.

 

There is your face, kind and generous.

Your love is healing, your mercy endless.

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