There is a depth to your smile, I know,
deeper than any earthly pain;
the wounds against it rip and tear
but dwells it beyond all bonds of time.
Your heart smiles despite the pain
and love flows over ‘gain and again.
The world is no end, no edge,
for one looks, sees the window,
sees through to the far shore
that outlasts the pain, outlasts the hurt.
I know you often cannot see,
when overflows the darkness,
but your heart is the greater,
brimming over shoddy levees
of human limit, until a glimpse,
a shadow, a footprint in the dust,
of that love, animating and indwelling.
With your smile we can but believe.