Poem – Torn to Grow

Pain!
Killing me!
Inside – broken man.
Can’t get the pieces together
to go on.
My song is gone.
My heart is cold.
Suddenly, I feel very old.
A flower past its time.
Peddles limp, fragrance gone,
dried to the bone.
They crack and chip,
fall apart.
I can’t get up
to move on.

Where is my God?
I need you now.
I need your light.
I need your life.
I need your love.
Have mercy on me
that I may be spared
this living hell
of feeling feelings
to despair.
Yet, they’re mine
and I know
they’re there.

How else could you make
me whole?
How else could I grow?
I see now,
it is your plan.
I know you’re here.

I understand
to give it all
and then to trust.
You’re the Master
and I’m just a part
of your plan.

R.A. Feller