I Climb This Tree at Night

I climb this tree at night

One foot after nother
Until, in this crook, I lean my weight
All the weight of my broken heart

I lean my face
Here
And move my hand
On this slender curving smooth
(Until it pushes back with all its might)

Oh, stop
This is not what I wanted
Not where I wanted to be
But

When I look up
Darkness kisses my face
And stars press peace down
Upon my open eyes.

It's all right.
It's all right.
Nothing is lost.
And God is still kind.