When I am beaten
And broken
And there is nowhere else left to turn
I turn my face
Toward heaven and look over the space
-above the earth
And the clouds between us
And I find you there
-among the nothingness of air
I am able to breathe and stare
I find your solace and your countenance
Amongst the chaos of this place
When I am beaten
And broken
And there is nowhere else left to turn
I turn my heart
Toward the skies and plead to find you there
And there I find you
Amongst the disorder of my mind
And for a moment
I am able to clearly see
The meaning and the pattern
Of whom I am supposed to be.
Carrie
