O afflicted one,

   storm tossed and not comforted...

I am with you all the way through

   your valley of pain.

My love is as a vast ocean...

   you will swim,

     and splash,

       and float,

and ride the wave with joy.

 

My love will soak into you...

   into your being,

     into your feelings,

       into your cells

permeating every part of you.

 

Courage, dear heart!

I am doing what I promised

   those many years ago.

 

I am with you all the way through.

 

 

Copyright © 1999 Fran Woods

 

 

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