This is a poem I wrote December 26, 2001. This poem is dedicated to all children everywhere who have been physically, mentally, or sexually abused. There is hope.
A cross upon the forehead
A whispered prayer, unsaid
A heart that aches for freedom
One lies upon the bed
Sleep comes to this one slowly
When the nightmares cease
Truth holds this one closely
The shadows, they will flee
In dream, you float above the waters
Time glistening with hope
The hidden one carries you
To you this is unknown
Though terrors raise their head
The cries, the fear, the dread
You belong to yourself
And not to the dead
You see, your spirit is stronger
Then the horrors, the scars
Journey on to discover
All that you are
For you float above the waters
Time glistening with hope
The hidden one carries you
To you this can be known
Journey on to discover
All that you are
Journey on to discover
All that you are
Journey on in hope.
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4 comments:
Great post. Discovering all that I am is going to be a never ending journey.
Yes, so true. Thanking our Creator for this:) thanks Syd! Blessings.
A beautiful poem born of tremendous adversity. Bless His Name, He'll heal us, if we allow it.
Thank you. Yes, he has and he will continue to do so. I am grateful.
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