If Our Troubles Looked Like Burdens…
If our troubles looked like burdens, Our pain as bloody wounds,Our struggles, fears, and worriesWere bruises, stripes, and runes;Would our sympathy be greater?Our gentleness grow deep?If we saw what makes one staggerAnd makes the steps grow steep? If pain could cause an injury,If words cut like a knife,If we could see the ragged flesh,The slowly ebbing […]