Through Sorrow’s Touch

What lies behind the eyes of sorrow

Through Sorrow’s Touch

In the depths of a broken heart—

We learn what love can truly be;

For only through the shards of pain,

Do we uncover what sets us free.
Without the weight of sorrow's touch,

How could we ever know the cost

Of giving all we have, so much,

To love, to lose—to never be lost?
For only in the ache we bear,

Do we see love's tender grace;

A dance of joy, a cry, a prayer,

In every scar, love finds its place.
-AnnaRosa



If my bed were a tub,
I'd have sunk long ago,
Drowning in dreams
where the wild currents flow.
The weight of the world,
each thought pulling deep,
A river of worries
that never lets me sleep.
-AnnaRosa