(From the Sunday Scribblings writing prompt: limitless)
little girl
when did you stop dreaming?
what brought your vision
back down to earth?
when did you stop looking
to the sky
and seeing the expanse
aware of your limited vision
knowing there was more
beyond human perception?
when did you stop
trusting the power of a dream?
little girl
they said you were silly
adults laughed
at your childlike wonder
they explained everything
and closed the boundaries
tight
making the world
so small
but you had visions
of angels
you saw the shadows
of Spirit passing by
you were weird
but you loved
with all of your heart
you wrote words
that awakened hearts
you told people
they were beautiful
when they didn't know
your words elicited tears
your wrote the world
people
circumstances
as you saw them
kept in secret journals
allowed your broken heart
to be healed
by dreams and eternal spirits
where did you go?
how did they get you
finally?
how did they dampen
your heart?
little girl
I know you're still alive
I know that part of you
still remembers
what it's like
to wonder
to trust
to believe
in fairies
I see you
even if no one else
does
I see the light in
you
the places where
Jesus touched
outside of creeds
heavy black robes
pulpits
and dusty books
beyond
damnation
beyond hate
beyond
the boundaries
of what we see
explain
and "know"
it is they
who don't know
dear girl
it is they
who are imprisoned
by reality
black and white
the creed of suffering
you are alive
you are free
inside
you remember
trust
what you know
trust what you
felt
trust the stardust
you've felt on your skin
the warmth of people
you still love
but cannot see
trust those nights
you danced with Jesus
in the dark
making light
with your combined footsteps
get up
dear girl
step over the lines
push open the doors
and don't be afraid
to
live
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