As she stands before me the pain bubbles up from within.
I can feel it rising, terrified that it will consume me.
Desperately fighting to hold back the torrent of water.
Looking within I can see a small glimmer of hope.
It is bobby around on the ocean like a boat being tossed by the sea.
Reaching in to myself, I grab that small glimmer; trying to shelter it from the waves.
Taking the flame, I nurture and stoke the flame hoping it will grow.
Slowly it builds.
I continue to add kindling, growing it so that it might support larger logs.
Captivated by the flicker I watch it grow.
Growing from a flicker, it is now a raging inferno.
Hot enough to evaporate the sea of despair.
As I look into the fire, I can see the logs; that has built this inferno.
Love, compassion and forgiveness, has fueled this fire.
Instantly knowing that there was no other way to drown out the darkness of pain and despair.