This was written for a contest with a photo of a girl. I wish I had the photo!! She reminded me of Josie I had met earlier that day at work. The other nurses introduced me from a distance and told me her story, which now I will share with you. I was working as a student nurse in long term care, and this girl was disabled after an accident. Even the way the tongue is breaking through the girls lips in the photo reminded me of her. It was her birthday today and she could never have looked so lost.
This Face.
Oh Lord, how could it be
Your dear child, the face I see
Such beauty and such despair
crumpled up in one big chair?
My heart and soul can't help but flow
Her brother she will never know
Still sixteen when her body was broken
Responsibility lived, but never has spoken
Such beauty I see
Such youth and purity
How and why did her brother die
/But her body holds strong/
undeserving innocence
breathing in the circumstance
Oh how I long to see her smile
Like I see on her file
Refreshing joy to fill her eyes
and hope filling her mind
Bless her Lord with more than this
Bless her with a reason to live
open her lips to speak and sing
i trust you can bring healing
This is not her weight to bear
a heavy cross up broken stairs
Oh Lord it cannot be
The right for this to happen, free
little Jo needs hope and life
not thoughts that wound her like a knife
Let my compassion be enough
to break Your heart, pour out Love
Your touch of fire is needed here
Reveal Yourself, erase her fears
Show Your power to all today
Give her a gift of freedom I pray
Amaze the minds with Mercy and Grace
For all who have met this beautiful face.
Nov 17, 2005 - Cheryl Tower
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