Great Expectations



The seeds of Great Expectations rooted deep,

but she tasted their fruits not in the fair soil of trinkets

fashioned from sturdy stems,

cabinetry of beauty and elegance

displaying the wares of Kings,

nor in the expression of the printed page,

pouring forth speech from pulpy loins.

Less still the warmth of a billion fires,

songs of a billion kettles

as her fuel gave Man comfort from the endless darkness.

It came, not in the power and might

of the straight-rimmed arrow’s shaft

or the machinations of the torture room,

but in the beautiful irony of Life –

the abandonment of her burdens,

 bouquet of ultimate surrender.

Here, where she came to terms with her brokenness,

her truest beauty harvested

Great Expectations.

19 comments on “Great Expectations

  1. Nicodemas says:

    This is so beautiful! It’s complex and beautiful at the same time.

  2. cindy knoke says:

    beautifully written~

  3. Naomi Brown says:

    A cut above! Love the metaphor and the various images used plus the music in many of the phrases.

  4. Heidi Viars says:

    In brokenness and surrender are the richest of life’s lessons … THANK YOU for sharing this deeply moving piece of art, dear friend! LOVE IT!

  5. Gallivanta says:

    The versatility of the tree. 😉

  6. tinamhunt says:

    Again, I need a “love it” button.

  7. Glenda Mills says:

    Wow…beautiful Melody…coming to terms with brokenness does bring beauty and great expectations. I’ve been there too! Thanks for sharing.

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