Friday, January 27, 2012

In Response to Bluebellbooks, Short-Story-Slam-Week-19~ The Growth of Life~

Branches bare yet full of care shelter and love
Blessings from above, I see The Light, so bright
cannot raise my eyes, The Heart Red with Pure Blood
The Raised Hand and comforting smile
so near my spirit that it cries, 
with gratitude and prayer, a miracle for me,so rare;
its not a dark empty growth,apparently
symbolizing dearth of Hope,
fullness of hunger solitude and strife
but a growth evergreen as birds approach
and sing delighted, at the crimson décor
it is a sign of Justice Purity and Life
From The Chosen to The Chosen
who bows and must bend,and who prays
Blessed under The Tree of Life, stays
This is Faith,This is The End
This is The Real Christmas, always.


3 comments:

  1. This was beautiful and very well written. Will come back and visit again. Blessings!

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  2. Thank You Friends Taylor and Elizena

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