Enough

How do you make sense out of the senseless?
How do you order the chaos?
How do you regain innocence?
How can you hope for the impossible?
I don’t see the options,
Or feel the presence of the Divine.
The Word is dry as sandpaper,
The truth rubs sores on chapped lips.
My heart aches,
My tears flow,
My mind reels,
My body recoils.
Where are You in the grief?
Where are You when rationality flees?
Where are You when choice is revoked?
I believe You.
That is enough.