She Had No Idea

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She had no idea she had it in her.

There was no way to measure

colour,

texture,

quality of light

until

she had been frozen,

burned,

eviscerated,

undone.

Now,

on shivering legs,

she takes her first tentative steps

into a newly forged reality.

She will fall, yes.

She will fail

and hurt

and fumble

but

she will be falling on her own terms,

failing and hurting and fumbling

on turf of her own choosing.

The knowledge

draws hues from

secret source within –

an iridescent radiance,

a glow glazed in the suffering place,

a fountain tapping into

the Deep,

and she oozes

hope…

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15 comments on “She Had No Idea

  1. Eric says:

    Lovely poem and whisper’d thoughts… 🙂

  2. I love this poem, it talks both loudly and softly at the same time.

  3. juditon says:

    Nice picture, I love the colour, the texture and DoF.

  4. This poem is really beautiful, I loved it.

  5. Glenda Mills says:

    Melody, I can so relate to your words…love the “secret source within” in you. Reminds me of verse from Colossians 1: 27…the mystery of Christ within you…our hope of Glory. Thanks for sharing.

  6. Debbie says:

    I love this . ..and her oozing hope! 🙂 That is a good thing to ooze, if you’re going to! Thank you!

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