moments between moments

part thirty five - you are perfect

here is some air for your tired lungs

your fractured ribcage that won't allow you to draw breath

your punctured lungs that hurt when you try

to do the thing you were made to do

here is some love for your yearning heart

here is some balm to soothe the burn

here is a bandage to cover the hurt

and some stitches to help you learn

sometimes you are hurt

to make the bigger hurt better

a small cut

to put in a pin

to heal the bone

a small hole

so the thread will fit

to seal the gaping wound

it feels like you are dying

but know

dear god above

you would live 

if I could heal your wounds with words of love

and maybe I can. 

so when the bruises look like they won't fade

and the cuts won't seem to heal

and the broken bones poke through your skin

when you feel like you are too battered, 

too broken, 

too ugly 

too stupid

I will take your hand gently in mine

and say in my mind 

what I wish I was brave enough to speak aloud. 

and silently tell you

you are perfect