And I sat

before

God

holding

my hunger in cupped hands before Him.

‘This child within me

has needed so

much’,

I whispered, ‘But there was nobody to feed her

heart.

What do I do with this lack?’

‘Look for the broken ones.

Be the softness that you needed.

Speak the words that

your heart cried out for

in desperation.

Encircle them

with your walls

if they are in need of

protection.

Sing a love song over

their fractured

hearts.

Feed them

from

your

hunger,

because

I

Am

enough.

For you.

Fill the bowls of

the hungry

with your

ashes and you will grow

fat with peace.’

— Give from your need.