A few years ago I held an exhibition – the theme was the cross and its effects on my love. I took aspects of my life and painted them but also wrote poetry for each artwork. This piece is called “the tears of God” and tells the story of how as i child I used to sit on our doorstep and wish that I could be rescued from the hell i lived in and the abuse I suffered. I longed for someone to love me and all the time I was loved by the one who had created me. I look back now on that child and am thankful that she found the love she was looking for, love that healed and brought laughter and joy.
the tears of God
silently she sits
on the doorstep
alone in her fears
her voice silenced
her emotions
locked up inside
the prison
that is her life
thinking
that no one cares
she doesn’t see
the tears of God
as he longs for her
longs
to wipe away her tears
and dispel her fears
waiting
waiting for her
to discover he’s there
heart of hearts
he hurts as she hurts
heart of hearts
he longs to comfort
and heal
heart of hearts
shown
in the tears of God



