Holes

I see your pain,

the places where jaws masticated,

flesh was torn,

air stung punctures

and cud was savoured.

Offender took his leave

with no idea of how badly

you were trodden upon;

oblivious to damage,

he went on to bigger and better things,

and earned his wings.

I would say that I’m sorry for your hurt,

so very sorry –

because I am.

But

those holes –

they give me

the only ray of light I’ve had

down here in years.

They give me

precious beverage,

liquid life,

as rain trickles over

your jagged edges.

So don’t waste your energy

seeking Offender long gone;

know that

I am better for your scars,

and know that

I think you’re

beautiful.

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20 comments on “Holes

  1. mywyomingadventure says:

    Very pretty!

  2. Glenda Mills says:

    Oh Wow…the voice of the Beloved speaking into the damaged holes of our hearts. So beautiful and inviting. Thanks for sharing!

  3. This is so lovely! It is my holes that allow others to see me, and through me (through you), God’s light. xo

  4. Robert Rife says:

    As always, our best theology comes from art and poetry. Great.

  5. You might like my poem “Knowing” which is on a similar theme – I think we’re resonating on the same wavelength!

  6. Caddo Veil says:

    WOW-Wonderful, Melody–an anointed message in beautiful verse–I love it!!! God bless you Big–love, Caddo

  7. Debbie says:

    This was so beautiful . ..so so beautiful! Thank you for ministering to us through these poems . .. more than you know!

  8. Today’s favorite is easily this one, for me. It is so full of grace and hope.

    Blessings ~ Wendy

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