Photo by Rita Bourland © 2010
If I Could
If I could write a song,
I would find notes and chords
to ease the sorrow in your heart.
If I could paint a picture,
I would mix colors to match the sunrise
then give you a canvas
brushed with the dawn.
If I could sail,
I would steer my boat across the sea
and return with soothing tides
captured in a bottle.
If I could find a sage
to explain the mysteries of life and death,
I would pay a king’s ransom
for his erudite words,
then bring them to you in a box
with a gilded lid.
If I could find the right words,
I would speak to your pain,
wrapping your sadness in lyrical prose;
pouring comforting words
‘round your wounded heart.
If I could bring your loved one back,
And allow him to live once more,
I would do that and more.
When there’s a loss so deep and raw
that nothing touches or heals,
then I would be your friend and stay with you,
sharing in your silence
until you wished to speak again.