I stand before you empty but willing to give what you have lost.
I do not see the meaning in holding fast to what i will not be.
I rather see that joy you have lost, regained.
I pray that you and your desires are destined to meet.
I pray that your sorrow though deep leaves you with healed scars and not raw wounds.
I pray that you are not blind to the love that surrounds you.
And that you reach out when you need to.
I pray that your struggles now are only a precursor to unbelievable joy.
I will pray that for you until it becomes Truth.