I never knew You lived so close to the floor,but every time I am bowed down,crushed by this weight of grief,I feel Your hand on my head,Your breath on my cheek,Your tears on my neck.You never tell me to pull myself together,to stem the flow of many years.You simply stay by my sidefor as long as it takes,so close to the floor.
Sheila Walsh, Loved Back to Life: How I Found the Courage to Live Free
comfort, companionship, depression, god, hopelessness