One Snowflake in a Blizzard
His words hold the power of love
They create, heal and make new
As they fall on His creation
Like a soft, sweet blanket of snow
As each word, distinct from the last
One snowflake in a blizzard
Falls upon this dirty world
May they melt and seep into cracks
That the world has made
Cleansing
Let them fill in the gaps
That unchecked words from others have created
Let them melt into the spaces forged by hatred
Little words hold big power
But true power is The Word
The Word that has been since the beginning
It will cover the old with love and make new
If allowed
Old wounds are stripped away
New flesh appears
Stripped bare of the past
You emerge, fully in Him
Lacking nothing
Complete
Step into the crisp, clean air
Existing for the first time
Unfamiliar; Hesitant
Legs unaccustomed to holding your weight
But alive
No comments:
Post a Comment