If Only You Could See

You've lost sight of yourself, but I can still see you....

Behind your mask of bitterness, I see a gentle soul,
fighting to regain its composure.

Under the weight of your burdens, I see strong shoulders,
bearing life's burdens with incredible fortitude.

In the midst of your swirling confusion, I see a calm
center of faith, waiting to be remembered.

Below the surface of your sadness, I see a spark of joy,
aching to dance with delight.

Beneath your tears, I see a smile, longing to crease your
face and crinkle your eyes.

I see hope, where you see none.

When these dark days have passed and you're ready to walk
in the sunshine once more, I will be waiting with open
arms - to welcome you back.

[ Terri McPherson © 2001 (tmcphers@mnsi.net) -- from Aiken Drum ]