Anger

Anger. . .
White heat,
Blazing through me
Dying down,
Then rising up again
In new fury,
Leaving my heart
Scared, throbbing,
Aching.

Lord,
What salve can heal
This scar?
What ointment soothe
This pain?
What power can make
Me whole again?

You answer gently–
Only one. . . LOVE.