So deep it wounds you.
But... if I did not feel...
How would I know?
To just hold, stroke, speak gently.
Be present and give all attention.
Till you find the pain bearable.
For I bear it with you.
Truly sorry that someone I
care about is in such pain.
So... thank you God.
For allowing me to feel.
To feel a little like you did.
When you bore all our pain.
“Come, Mr. Frodo!' he cried. 'I can't carry it for you, but I can carry you.”
― The Return of the King
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