A Generation Ago
May 03, 2022 4 Comments
“Quit living in the past!” they say. But what about the unredeemed past? Waiting to come up from under the ground buried under emotions of fear - unaware - afraid the fear will name me and I will be ashamed. Go back! Let the arrows fly by you as you tremble in fear and sit. Now look at her and see beyond her fears. Dig submerged under the years of darkness unearthed. Air, light, water, words (time) I forgave you yes, years ago. But there is more: I remember your pain your source of fear worn on your sleeve. There is more to unearth. Air, light, water, words unspoken are now uttered while reclaiming the bond I can not keep it in: I speak my love for you. “Fear is not a life sentence but a gift. Part of the gift only lives when it is shared.” Gareth Higgins
Dee SproulePosted at 09:43h, 03 May
Lovely – and true!
Peter BissonPosted at 18:05h, 03 May
Thank you Grace!
Lorraine MajcenPosted at 18:41h, 03 May
Thank you Grace, that’s such a beautiful poem from the heart, which speaks volumes.
It resonates with me. God bless you.
Karen ArthursPosted at 10:33h, 04 May
A lovely sharing. Fear is one of life’s barriers that holds lives back (individually and collectively). Seeing it as a gift when shared, is a wonderful moment of learning. Thank you Grace.