Sometimes the world just falls

Because of one word spoken

And then everyone comes

And comforts and heals

Until one by on

The world is re-created

And shimmering with

A brighter light

Then anyone could imagine

But who helps

When the world

Just falls bit by bit

Until there is no more

Solid ground

Just a bowl filled with

Pieces of the heart

And broken promises

And when the world

Falls so slowly

No one seems to notice

And then who comes

And helps

Pick up all the broken pieces

Scattered at your feet

Because while everyone is willing

To rebuild a world from dust

There are so few volunteers

Who will help heal

The broken world