mine was a life
jagged from the start
with visions of demons
frightening my heart
a father gone
moved on
by her own hand
an aunt cut down
my soul was ripped
torn by degrees
my peers only laughed
at my tears and my pleas
my tapestry frayed
unmade
i walked thru life
completely afraid
but He came after me
He found me, cowering in the dark
and brought His light
He wrapped His robes around me
and clothed me
the threads of His glory
began to take form
wrapping me up
making me warm
gone were the shreds
of twisted threads
in His own likeness
i was instead
no longer afraid
now i am healed
learning to walk in a Spirit
more real
and life has hope
dying2die said:
hi there
agree that Life has hope all u have to do is keep looking for it .. fortunately or unfortunately .. i duntseekhope.. andmnot bothered abthope any more…. dunt care abt it …. and i feel i duntwant anything to go well anymore .. im addicted topaibn . thaz all ..
Blessing untoye ..
Cynical said:
Yes, "all of the above." The doubting Thomas is afraid to give up his illusion of control and self determination. For quite some time now, that belief, ingrained over many years, has been eroding to the point that I believe I have very little free will. To me, that implies that while I can hope and even work to make outcomes more likely, I can’t make them become real. Inner turmoil and confusion? You betcha.
Peace, Doc
Entropy said:
Beautiful poem.
My husband often says that he has to learn to just trust in God, and go with the flow. He is a re-formed type A guy ever since he had heart trouble years ago. Sometimes he is able to follow along with God’s plan. He does know that whatever God’s plan is, it is what will be.
I, on the other hand, am still trying to control my destiny. So far, though, my idea of my destiny seems to agree with God’s plan for me. I’m not a very religious person, in that I don’t go to Church, but I do believe in (at least) a God-like "greater power" which (whom?) is probably synonymous with the Christian concept of God. Anyway, I ramble.
Have a great day.
Kim said:
Words of beauty indeed! Thanks for your comments on my site. Very much appraciated. I’ll figure it all out one day…one way or another.
Sandra said:
lovely poem ..
we are all learning to walk in the Spirit
God gave us one another so that we would not have to walk alone
praise Him for who He is !
*blessings*
Yuduki said:
Hi, Thanks for your visit on my space and good words. Recently I have been busy with my GRE test in the coming august, after that I could have the chance to go on my study in the U.S. Hence that I might have no time to deal with my own space in sequence untill december when I could both have GRE and TOEFL past anyway. I have a great interest on wot you wrote and the photos you put on, my mama like them, too, and she, an artist of painting and print, condidered that you are an artist for the excellent photos you have on the space. Good luck and good night~!
Kelly said:
BEAUTIFUL! Thought I would stop in and pay you a visit… supposed to be raining here tomorrow, hope your not too hot down there! Air conditioning would be a must for me, I would melt! Peace to you, Kelly
rem said:
Hello my friend
sorry for the delay but i was quite busy..
the fabric of your maker looks great..i wish you do more poems like this..
it’s something more than a poem..it’s a feeling i quess…
see you
rem