I grasp at the horizon
Pushing aside the light
Thrashing through tears of horror
In a world gone mad
Throwing winged ones aside
With confusion
Searching for your warn and wounded hand
Through the endless somersaults of seagulls
Lost in the tormented sky
Written in response to the news of the unspeakable tragedy in Waukesha, Wisconsin. My prayers for all those personally affected by this tradegy and by the endless tragedies and heartbreaks of our world, known and unknown to me. While we do not know the reasons for such horror in an event such as this, I pray that we find our way to a space where we feel safe and free.
