Lost in Something Too Big to Handle

doctor looks down
a reaction granted
she breathed in her life
then suddenly subtractred
a walk in the cold
to go there
to go nowhere
Grace bestowed
a tree in the sun
bowing her head
to be within
misunderstood
not to be
but to be un
no more
he stands amid a perfect day
humbly knelt, given all
he goes there to meet his
foot of cross
he bows his head
a door opens to love indeed
which is less the more
the hands will restore
a wild thing about to be bore
she goes there to meet hers
a flood of love and life come to
here for them
she bows her head
a boy so young
looking older than he should
lost in something too big to handle