There I was…

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There I was,
a tarnished piece of nothingness,
just another fowl crumb of an existence,
with all the potential of a rain gutter,
yet still, you chose me.

You unearthed my shameful soul
and held me lovingly in the palm of your hand.
Then, after peeling away mounds of corroded debris,
I was no longer a piece of blackened chaff.

Instead, I became your prized gem,
an anomaly I hadn’t foreseen.
And your sovereign hand still continues,
to unfold each gossamer petal of my potential,
showing the world what real love can do.

© 2020 Michelle Cook


Photo credit: https://pixabay.com/photos/landscape-sky-dark-clouds-storm-342149/

22 thoughts on “There I was…

  1. ‘with the potential of a rain gutter’ just that, the power and picture it tells alone. Have you ever read a statement, a line, or sometimes a description and thought … I wish it was mine? that is it that first bit seven perfectly placed words.

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