It’s more than pride that puffs her up.
Layers build buffers
between soul and the cold;
in the places where
denial runs up against reality,
stripping down
is decidedly counter-intuitive.
Fences
may make good neighbours,
but they block the very life-giving rays
that her soul most seeks.
It will take all of her courage
to face the cold without feathers,
but only in nakedness can
sun make love to skin;
intimate connectivity with the Light
will dress her more beautifully
than her puffed up profile
ever could…
Meanwhile, Melody Muses... 
Such a beautiful photo. I must confess that at times it’s hard for me to take down those “fences” and I can understand the phrase, “it will take all her courage to face the cold without feathers” . . . I like the safety & protection I feel when I hide behind those things (I don’t want to get hurt again), but I know it’s not conducive to new friendships or true fellowship. I quote aloud the verse, “I can do all things through Christ, who strengthens me.”
It’s a balance, as in all things – we ought not to willingly let ourselves be hurt when we have the power of choice to stop further abuse – but the walls we build are certainly difficult in terms of allowing the GOOD things in… This is a hard one for me, too…
well well friend ~ your writing is like a warm feather coat for my soul~ I’m speechless again !
Not quite – your words are almost a poem in of themselves… 🙂
Oh I love this! All of it! Praying to trust what He will dress me in, more than my own defenses. God bless you, Melody!
A++++ 🙂
Then I pass? Yippeee!! 🙂
Good one.
Thanks so much! 🙂
Lovely!
Why, thank you! 🙂