"My Heart, Faraway"
My Heart is so very Far Away
Like Something Too Precious To Reach,
I Cannot Be Picked from the tree...
I am like a wild flower blooming
in my childhood meadow
 beautiful and free, i have my Grace
And My Heart is Very, Very Far Away
When My Husband Kisses Me, I Feel It
Come Suddenly to hot brimming life, then
fall away into the eternity of decaying leaves,
forgotten, i fear i shall be forced
to move on, ahead, although I cannot imagine
My weatherbeaten life without him, i wonder
if he is ever coming home--i must endure
like winter, Spring must Eventually Come
I feel as though my Heart Were
In The Dead Of Winter, Not Itself Cold
But Freezing for the atmosphere around me
Chilled, my blood chilled by a cold Apathy, I
struggle to continue breathing, my fragile skin
like white translucent paper, my hear is the same,
and my only only madness is the terror of fear
that my husband will not come home to me!
In Jesus' Name,
Amen