she walks down the aisle,
wondering why the tears are flowing
and as she puts one foot in front of the other
sporadic steps,
but progress in the right direction.
although she still doesn't remember why she came.
beautiful and pure
an image adored by the multitudes
one who is set apart,
for her innocence and purity and childlike heart
hold the keys to the broken
and they break her.
she lets her heart run away,
run wild
with reckless men who forget
to keep it careful.
they betray her for the cheap imitation
and cheapen her image of herself.
"because they needed to know His love" she tells herself.
the lie.
the truth? she needed to know his love
because His love didn't make sense.
but she was so wrong.
and her heart was the price.
now she is rotting away.
her reflection in the mirror is thoroughly sickening
and the tears flow freely
because the adoration and praise she sought has sought elsewhere.
her bitterness and anger and unforgiveness for the whole world to see
has eaten away at this masterpiece has been.
as the tears flow down her cheeks,
she cries, "Oh, God! Deliver me!"
she can't stand to ignore the pain, because it hurts worse than feeling the pain.
and then the peace rushes in like a flood
and she remembers why she came.
hello, my name is
- jessica ann-lynn.
- i am a violent, passionate lover of the One who made me. He is the Object of my affections and my desires. He has given me desires, to sing, write, play piano, and dance for His glory. He gave me the desire to read, to learn, to grow. my obsession with the rain makes sense to Him. the things that make up the core of who i am belong to Him. He is the most beautiful thing i could imagine. and He is the center of every single thing i do.
2 comments:
I think I can see what you're talking about here: seeking the comfort of the world, not the comfort of God, and realizing what a shocking error that was. At the end she does at least remember, is that right?
Your blog was worth finding.
If I can share a poem with you?
Go to http://threeswans.blogspot.com and look for "Calvary" among the earlier posts. Comments would be welcome.
geez you are so talented. i need to write more so i can get decent at it again. i miss/love you.
also, you should read windflower by nick bantock. he is an amazing artist/writer. idk why but this poem reminds me of that.
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