Damaged

I don't know a soul who's not been battered
I don't have a friend who feels at ease
American Tune - Paul Simon


The chill wind that doth blow
has, at times, blown through you
and chilled every bone
in your weary body.

You have felt ice in your heart
and known what is like
to bow down before winter.

Your pain has been such
that you have believed spring
and summer will never again
be part of your life.

We all have.

But here we are,
waiting for the sun,
for the first snowdrop,
for the first lamb.

And it's all right.
It's all right.


American Tune