Brialee Turner

Numb.
Empty.
So hurt, I stopped hurting.

But an absence of feeling
Does not constitute an assumption
Of feelings from Heaven.

The emptiness cannot create a reality of worthlessness,
The numbness does not mean forgotten.

And although I may feel that the love I seen,
Is blocked from coming through,
It does not mean that it isn’t being sent.

Like a satellite among the stars,
Sending signals to Earth,
Calling to tell of the vastness of space.
Never stopping the beauty,
The grace,
Or the message of greater knowledge.

And at divine times,
Miracles of love dive deep,
Breaking the nothingness.

And when the time comes to receive,
And the healing roots begin to grow,
The messages will come through.