God Will You Do Nothing?

God I know I am not supposed to doubt you.
Instead,
I am supposed to honor and respect your will.
But I cannot suppress what my heart wants to ask you,

Will you stand still as this woman falls apart?

She must be one of your most valuable creations,
With charity embedded into the very fibbers of her heart.

Though she is certainly as stubborn as anyone can be,
It is because she is just too determined,
And does not know how to give up.

She has that kind of mysterious and natural beauty,
That makes all the cosmetics pale in comparison.
But she would never be heard to say such a thing ,
She does not waste that kind of time in front of the mirror.

She has this strong, almost fierce sort of presence about her,
That almost knocks the breath out of your lungs.
And she cannot stand to sit still.
She always has to be doing something,
Bless her heart.

I could spend hours trying to capture her,
And pin her down with my attempted master of words.

But you know her too,
And you know what a jewel she is to the world.

That is why I am here God,
Sobbing hysterically on my knees.

I die now every time I see her,
That sunken look glowing from dulled eyes.
The agony it is for her each day,
Just to get up and be alive.

Depression clawing at her mind,
Locking herself in a room
And crying . . .
For hours.

God will you save her,
Will help me bring her back to life?

Will you just watch her as she breaks down?
Will you help me piece her back together?
I do not know what I would do if I lost her,
God please do not take away my mother.