Where Crying Ends

You’re crying at the kitchen table

Angry at the way things are

Sorting through the dealt-out pieces

Upset how it turned out thus far

I feel the pull to make it right

To argue with the pain

But I bow my head and whisper soft

"God, help me not explain."

I won’t name the story in your tears

I won’t tell you who’s to blame

God help me stay here breathing steady

While the storm runs out of rain

God let me sit with the weather

I don’t have to move the sky

I can see how bad it hurts you

When the dreams won’t comply

I’m here, I’m not your answer

I won’t tell the world it’s wrong

I’ll walk beside you while you feel it

Till the worst of it is gone

This isn’t how you hoped it’d be

I hear that loud and clear

You’re pushing on a locked-up door

And meeting solid fear

I won’t say it should be different

I won’t say it’s unfair

I’ll just name the ache you’re holding

Like you matter standing here

You’re hurting and you’re angry now

That much I can see

And I won’t pretend this moment

Owes us certainty

God let me sit with the weather

I don’t have to take the wheel

I can honor what you’re feeling

Without sealing it as real

I’m here, I’m not your savior

I won’t carry all the weight

I’ll stay close while you’re crossing

From the wanting into grace

If the fire starts to spill my way

I’ll speak it calm and slow

"I want to stay here with you

But I can’t be burned, you know."

I can hold the edge with kindness

Not a wall, not a shove

Just a line that says my presence

Is an act of love

When the tears begin to soften

And the noise gives up its fight

I might ask you what brings comfort

In the middle of the night

A breath, a pause, a quieter place

A moment not to prove

I won’t drag you toward acceptance

I’ll just leave some room

God let me sit with the weather

I don’t have to fix the day

I can love you in the grieving

Without taking it away

I’m here, and I am steady

Not the bridge, but near the span

You’ll cross from hope to letting go

At your own pace, when you can

Somewhere between the wish and what is

Between the hope and doubt

There’s a place where crying ends

Without dreams working out

I’ll stand right there beside you

With my feet upon the ground

Not carrying you over

Just listening to your sound