Heart of things

At the heart of everything
There is a love
At the heart of pain
There is a voice
At the heart of suffering
There are two eyes
And two hands
Bloody and tortured that
Hold themselves out to yours
Saying
"It's okay. It's okay."
It's the heart of things that
Give a peace
It's at the heart of things
That hope is found
Those dark immortal eyes
Those blood-soaked hands
And that voice
"Its okay, love, my child dear
Its all okay."