Drop your sufferings, one by one

Spent petals from late summer’s bloom.

Watch, as the cloud of witness opens to reveal light.

Let words shatter time and space.

You matter.

Our arms wrap you in the dark, rock you through the stormy sea.

For you are ours, sweet darling

Pull the arrow from your heart.

~ adapted from a line spoken by Alice Walker

Published by

Anna G. Watson

~ write like a painter