Her tears have drenched her soul, burying the hatchet in rivulets running red, bloody gouges brimming with magna-cum-laude . (degree earned in the school of hard knocks, awarded posthumously to the candidate least alive). Only genuine, soul-stirring mourning could . wash away such agony; only marianas trench could hold such fathomless suffering – and yet,…

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Her tears have drenched her soul,

burying the hatchet in rivulets

running red, bloody gouges

brimming with magna-cum-laude

.

(degree earned in the school of

hard knocks, awarded posthumously to

the candidate least alive). Only

genuine, soul-stirring mourning could

.

wash away such agony; only

marianas trench could hold

such fathomless suffering –

and yet, forgiveness dyes

.

her bandages as surely as

the sun continues to rise

and set on the just and the

unjust alike. God only knows

.

what it has cost her to forgive.

God only knows what it cost Him

to give her the choice. Tears

cauterise the gashes

.

 

and rise, wave upon wave

as pure as air, a mighty flood

(pregnant with undercurrent)

to wash her to Freedom.

 

Responses to “Her Tears”

  1. russtowne

    Powerful imagery. Experiencing it was like running a rapids for the first time; not knowing what to expect and anxious to see what comes next.

    1. melodylowes

      Cool response, Russ! I’ve only run rapids once – and I was definitely on the edge of my seat… 🙂

  2. Glenda Mills

    Powerful Melody!!

    1. melodylowes

      Thanks Glenda! Always appreciate your visits…

  3. bennetta faire

    WOW, I’m speechless.

    1. melodylowes

      CJB? Speechless? Quick, someone – write it on the calendar! 😉 Thanks, dear heart…

      1. bennetta faire

        It is rare, I know–I’m in major pain, so that has a way of hushing me up tempoarily. But don’t get comfy in the “pause”–I’ll likely rally soon!!

      2. melodylowes

        No relief on the horizon? Sorry to hear about your health issues…

      3. bennetta faire

        It’s mostly annoying, an intermittent thing.

      4. melodylowes

        Rather a thorny torment? Reminders of our age, I s’pose.

      5. bennetta faire

        Yep, wear and tear on the old bod–plus an allergy, er, aversion to exercise.

      6. melodylowes

        Ha! So THAT’S what I have – an allergy! Nice!

      7. bennetta faire

        It’s so pitiful, Mel, because I know I’d feel better if I’d “just do it”. And my excuses aren’t even 1-Star….good grief, already!

      8. melodylowes

        It’s what comes of a lifetime of separation between church and state – mind and body, in our case. It takes time to re-forge neurons that remember that ‘feeling’ physically is a dangerous thing. An allergy, if you will. I wonder how much of it can be reversed at this stage??

  4. Mlissabeth

    No words but Wow.

    1. melodylowes

      Thanks. Wows are always acceptable here! 🙂

  5. Debbie

    Well, after I read this I thought, Powerful! too. But everyone else said that! haha! But it truly was. This is the part I am really thinking about, “God only knows what it cost her to forgive. God only knows what it cost Him to give her the choice.” Forgiveness is something that I have to live everyday. Thank you for giving me a fresh look at it!

    1. melodylowes

      Thanks for sharing that, Debbie. The choice to forgive is a powerful sign of freedom – but oh, so difficult to achieve on a deeper level where the trespass has been great. The process of a lifetime, to be sure!

  6. Revelations in Writing

    Beautiful!

    1. melodylowes

      Thanks so much!

  7. lylekrahn

    I like the washed to freedom part.

    1. melodylowes

      Great! Thanks Lyle.

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