Where Beauty Sprouts

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You hate the cracks, the places where the pain has split you through;

You don the mask, and paint the scars, and smile when spoken to –

And yet, the Dark that pinned you down, that swore you’d never win,

Forgot that all the holes, when healed, will let the Light shine in…

Set down the script, rewrite the lines, take up your truest role;

What tried to kill and steal and lie cannot destroy your soul.

Those cracks, those scars, those broken bones, those spots where pain leaked out

When warmed by sun, and earth, and rain – they’re where your beauty sprouts.

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5 comments on “Where Beauty Sprouts

  1. Debbie says:

    I love how you see more , see beyond the broken places . . .see God. Thanks Melody!

  2. Heidi Viars says:

    How hopeful! The later the season, the more cracks 🙂 Thanks for the reminding us of the purpose of those imperfections!

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