16/12/18 - Embrace the Storm

Clumps of grey wool sewn together,

Slowly and quietly,

In the dark.

He, in his patience,

Sewing a blanket for the souls below.

A broken blanket,

Shedding tears and leaking sorrows.

A cold blanket,

Stiff and suffocating to some.

A rough blanket,

Throwing flashes of anger and rage.

Yet a soft blanket,

Gently touching the skin of those who dare to look up.

Such a blanket,

Full of rage, sorrow and pain.

Such a blanket,

Still has one beneath it.

One that embraces it,

A girl that would see it all.

Hold out her arms,

Close her eyes,

And smile.

-Ray

Photo by Josep Castells on Unsplash