A Broken Beginning.

Your love we attain as you build the sky. A structure forms by an outspoken word. You keep your hand on my heart as I lay barren, beginning to fill with life. Your love, we attain as you build the light.

Your love flows through the garden - fresh life. Your beauty is evident like none of our strife. The wars of our fathers passed on to us, as we lay useless and lost, with enemies all around, with hateful hearts. None feel safe. We have no where to hide, as the pain is over whelming, which we hide inside. 

Something is happening. I feel the difference in the air. Gently speaking, I feel your breath. I love the way you speak to me though my whole life is in disarray. 

My hope, my joy, life born miracle brought to life. Love saved this child, kept her alive. Conceived through the battle, fought to survive. Hopeless, she stays. Now with blessing she resides. A light to the world, but so shunned upon. Who would have guessed the way she had gone. A glimpse of a man hung on a cross. Tears in her eyes she lost her thoughts, faded black. The red stains filled the room. 

Reviews

[A Lost Man Found]

the last line reverbarated in my mind, like a bell struck but once, with a tone that lasts. i am impressed.

[sentimental~ galore]

This reminds me of a poetic depiction of romeo and juliet for some odd reason, but than again i grow comparions to everything and my imagination is a bit unique. I liked the atmosphere of the poem....a different way of formatting. =]

[Matt]

i really like this..