So I tried to save the world.
But it was grasping and hand aching to tug and pull so much.
Defeated I put the world away on the high shelf.
Then I tried to clear my mind,
But I couldn’t get the memories to come unstuck no matter how hard I tried.
I lay face up in the bed, not praying.
My guilt and shame at leaving them bore a hole right through me.
“I can’t promise you anything,” I told them.
Their returned silence meant they didn’t want to hear my excuses.
This morning I picked them up and slowly read about their lives.
Let’s see, Annie was stuck in the cave and the water was rushing in….
Seth and Luke were locked in a fierce battle with trust….
I had left Paul, still heartbroken and crying, beside the cold sea.