At the edge
Seconds to a fall to silence
At the other side
But it’s so lonely here
It’s dark. Pointless. Someone lied.
I could have been the salt and the light
The child. Innocent. Someone’s bride.
I’m now desertesque. Dry. Struggling. Unkind.
Foreign feet fix footprints of flourish
I know nothing of this moistness I suddenly find
I let it touch and leave as fast as it came. Vanished.
What is life. Not a question. But a speech of pain
I’m willing to give it all up. Now. Right now
One-way ticket to Road-End. Baggage heavy. My aim.
Face with a tight frown.
I thought it was all dark.
Black clouds fold. From blankets to carpets
To invite a a bit of rain.
A bit? I would have answered
But for the drop that touched my parched tip.
Hmmm. Delicate. So poetic in its way.
Oh what’s the use? My system is already shattered
It touches again.
It restfully streams in as dew would.
I’m drenched. Deep.
OH, the flow! Glorious. It heals. My stems and systems
Aqua alive. Living liquid. Waters of wellness. I’m in awe.
Oh it speaks!!! LIFE! Never felt this full of hope & faith.
Reaching my roots. Restored. Revived. Released.
I am green again. I am fruitful.
I am led. I am all this water says I am.
I am now!!! Planted by rivers called Life Abundant.
Flourishing bountifully, never to die again.
Thank You, For Saving Me, Father.
I Am Yours.
“..Though its roots have grown old in the earth
and its stump decays, at the scent of water it will bud and sprout again like a new seedling.” – Job 14:9
“Weeping may endure for a night but joy comes in the morning – Psalms 30:5b
“Many are the afflictions of the righteous, But the Lord delivers him out of them all.” – Psalms 34:19
“…And we know that all things work together for good to those who love God, to those who are the called according to His purpose” – Romans 8:28
You are shaken but not broken.
You are oppressed but not helpless.
You are safe and embraced.
You are saved and engraced.