Poem: Held

I walk through the night
Mind dark and clouded
Guts roiling
In pain and confusion.
I scream and I cry
I rage and I plead .
All I can do is walk
No ordered thought
No solid musing
Just walk.
I bring all to the Lord
Exhaust what I have to say
Feel drained
Weary
Ready to rest .
All I can think
Is this:
Loving someone
Enough to let them go
May be great
But must it always be
My fate?
Then I hear
The still small voice
The constant assurance
Of love and hope
Of purposes and seasons.
The Goddess holds me
In Her arms.
Peace begins to fill me
Gratitude overwhelms me
I trust in Her
I know my Name.
I wait for the day
When I am not just loved
But desired.
I believe
It will come
When the time is right.
May that be soon.