After Great Pain

After great pain there is a quietness to the soul
After restless striving, a hint of inner peace
After relationship stretched to its breaking, 
	a sense of sorrow and loneliness in the night.

The sounds of the city are heard
The moon gently lights the garden
And memories of loved ones fill the heart.

One loved one lost
Another in great pain (like me).
Where is there comfort for the sorrow?
Where is there water for the desert?
When will the fragments be whole
And ending reunited with birth?