Heart

You sat there in tears with your heart on the ground;

I was without purpose — then it was you that I found.

I asked what had happened; could I understand?

You told me your heart was thrown down by this man.

I’d heard it before; it seemed like I knew this,

but before I could answer, she read my mind.

She said, “There’s nothing quite like this humbling abyss.”

So I paused for a moment, unable to find

the right words to continue, to help through this bind.

I asked for her heart, and she opened it freely;

I searched deep inside, for the outside was steely.

I looked a bit deeper, to find the heart’s keeper,

but to my dismay, the heart wouldn’t display,

nor hardly convey, or even betray a small hint.

I glimpsed in the distance, perplexed and confused,

at the state of this heart — oh, how sick and abused.

If nobody owned it, why the pain and sadness?

If for no one at all, why the crying and madness?

In history, were there many like you?

For ages and ages, weren’t any imbued

with such passion and pretext, mixed with desire,

yet no person in focus igniting the fire?

If not over a man, then what is it over,

since the heart won’t reveal its keeper, moreover?

If highly in secret, and kept surely from me,

perhaps you know its intentions — maybe you’ll see.

She sighed without hope, with pain unable to stand;

this sad, hopeless sight I just couldn’t withstand.

One last thought came to me, I’d been unable to see:

perhaps, with His love — maybe that’s the key.

I asked her about Him; she said she’d been told,

but that the things she had done were especially cold.

I explained His forgiveness, and His great ability;

I told her her heart could be mended and free.

She stood, all so eager — said, “Why not tell me faster?”

I told her my own life ended up in disaster.

We knelt on the ground and offered a prayer;

then, for what happened next, we hadn’t prepared:

the heart of the girl began to change quickly —

the steel and the sadness no longer looked sickly.

The heart appeared soft, yet stronger the same;

I explained that His name is the one to exclaim.

On this day in my life, not so long ago,

God saved me and the girl — as you now well know.