Pondering

What is the color
Of a shattered winter morning
When realization sets in?
Where is the comfort
Of my warm winter blanket
Always taken for granted?
How will I remove
The inexplicable confusion
From the face in the mirror?
When will I feel
The comfort of a hug
Without the echo of a threat?
Why do I question
My worth and my being
Though I give You my heart and my soul?