Resilience

Re·sil·ience

noun \ri-ˈzil-yən(t)s\ 

: the ability to become strong, healthy, or successful again after something bad happens

: the ability of something to return to its original shape after it has been pulled, stretched, pressed, bent, etc.

Like a trampled weed in a garden, so is my life in Versailles. 

A place meant for love, romance, intimacy;

yet has filled me, some might even say scorned me, with regret sorrow, and bitterness.

Lovers come and lay in this garden, my garden, to relax, unwind, contemplate life's mysteries

They pluck, cut, and chop away at what they see as my imperfections

Yet, with the fierceness of a lion & the swiftness of a gazelle I rise out of the pieces they leave me in and I return stronger than ever

I'm not sure why they can't see my beauty.

Perhaps if I were a rose or a lily or maybe even a daffodil they'd be captivated enough by my beauty and allow me to enter into romance

But alas, they see me and they run, they trample, they lay, they pick me up

And just when I think I've found that intimate embrace, the wind blows and my seeds are scattered

Pieces of me are blown every direction…

And they laugh…

Is this a game?

When did my life become reduced to a satirical piece of pleasure  for your enjoyment?

Where is my right?

Where is my voice in this matter?

Do they not see my worth?

I.Will.Stand.

They pull at me from the roots upward and discard my trampled body

But I will not be silent

I will return

2014: A fresh dose of reality

Wow, I'm half way through 2014 and I have not published a single post. Crazy! I guess it's time for me to start cleaning out my journal. This year I've started writing some poetry again. I haven't written consistently in a while, so this is a bit refreshing. Just a bit of a warning most of the stuff I've written is not all "happy go lucky", and if you're looking for something that fits inside of what I call the "Christian Bubble" then I encourage you to stop reading because none of what I've written this year fits in that box. 

I like to think what I've written is pretty relatable. I feel like the perspective from which much of what I have written is, what some would deem ,secular with just a touch of Christianity. The reality is, although we as Christians are charged with being in the world [which is very dark] but not being of the world, because we allow the light of Christ to shine through us many times we are indeed surrounded by darkness. So most of the things I've written are observations of real life circumstances that I've been exposed to.

At first when I started writing I would stop half way through and try to turn it around from the negative downfall that my words seemed to be taking so that it would end on a good note. This resulted in a lot of "unfinished" pieces. Now, I have decided to just write what I see and feel. 

So with all that said, enjoy the next few posts you see will be glimpses of the reality that surrounds me.