Lost in Pain

There is a voice inside us all

A wisdom sound and telling

A sensing, pensive wondering,

Do you hear yours?

There is light where there is darkness

Vision free to unfold

A clearing, visual acuity,

Will your eyes behold?

There is love bound up in heartache

In wound and guarded pain

A knot of stubborn stuck-ness

A wall without a gain

May sorrow cleanse the hurts with time

Comfort the mourning soul

Bring forth a balm of healing

And wield a way, as yet untold

(Claire Sainsbury May 2016)