When the world comes knocking…

When the world comes knocking, crying and pleading:

“Can’t you hear me? Can’t you see me…See how I suffer? Why don’t you bother?”

Will you open or keep the door shut?

Even if that begging became unbearably louder, painful to the listener’s ear?

While you still keep turning and running away?

The intensity has no other way but to run high! To find a way to make it all stop! Make it all go away!

Please open the door!

Take me into your loving arms!

And show me that the world is made to feel welcomed just as it comes!

With an open wide heart,

Knowing the world is not alone any longer

No more feeling torn and apart.

The world is finally home, and stronger.

DD