I used to walk around…
Dazed and confused…
I had dulled the pain long ago,
Spinning a cocoon around bout,
Letting no one in.
It was quiet in my life-
I rather liked it there…
In that comfortable space
It took so much healing…
So much time and energy into that healing...
It almost burst some of my friends wide open to see me face the pain.
The pain that comes with living life but burying so much so deep
And letting no one in.
But in facing pain
We find re-birth
I found more of myself than I knew existed.
And I realized
Life isn’t meant to be lived in a cocoon
With walls so high no one can enter.
Life is meant to be lived in love
For in sharing
In caring
God uses the hurt to grow beauty
To find the same hurt in another-
And suddenly 4 hands are reaching for Him where only 2 were before.
I once thought the cocoon and the walls would protect my heart
But they only made it hurt worse.
Open arms
With open hearts
They are what brings healing-
It reminds me of the open arms
Nailed wide
Blood mingled and flowed
Hearts burst with pain
To purchase the once and for all healing
Hope
Mingled down
From Arms
Open Wide
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