Where are you when I am in pain? Are you in the pain? Are you inviting me into it, gently coaxing me to find you in the midst of it?
Where are you when I am in pain? Are you beyond the pain, urging me on to move past it to meet you on the other side?
Where are you when I am in pain? Are you in those dearest to me, those who need me, the same ones whom I am not helping today because I cannot even help myself?
How on earth should I live well in pain when I cannot even see where you are?
