there is a time to sit in the pain and let it drain
sit, sit, sit in the pain
then look to the stars and think how infinitesimal your domain
gaze outside again
let the beauty of your world in and rain, rain, rain
open your hands to the blessings that came, came, came
a seed can grow, planted in the pain, watered in the rain
in its season it reaches up it’s mighty arms with leaves verdant to sustain
the soul inside; your golden chain
*Charleston, SC*
