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/
From a very dark place, so beautiful and hopeful.
LikeLiked by 1 person
Thank you George, I’d forgotten about this poem. I think I needed the reminder. Sometimes we forget how far we’ve come.
LikeLiked by 1 person
Oh my goodness, yes. It seems the longer the journey, the easier it becomes to lose track of where we have been. The good and the bad.
LikeLiked by 1 person
So true and I love the way you put that. I’m having an especially difficult time right now, so reminders of how far I’ve come are essential to the rest of my journey. It’s always so remarkable when someone comes along and helps us just when we need them most. Thanks again George. ❤️
LikeLiked by 1 person
The morning needed this. So i shared it with others..
https://grumpysgiftspoetry.org/2020/06/12/there-i-was-michelle-cook-her-writing-haven/
stay well!
LikeLiked by 1 person
Glad it could speak to you, and thank you for sharing.
LikeLike
lovely poem!
LikeLiked by 1 person
Thank you ❤️
LikeLike
Ohhh!!! ❤️ Love this!!!!
LikeLiked by 1 person
Thank you ☺️❤️
LikeLiked by 1 person
You’re welcome!!
LikeLiked by 1 person
‘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.
LikeLiked by 1 person
☺️ Yes, probably more than a million times… lol. Thank you… this really made me smile. ❤️
LikeLike
It is amazing how love can feel like a spiritual awakening. The heart and soul – prized gems – fully illuminated.
LikeLiked by 1 person
Such a simple word, and yet it means everything.
LikeLike
Lovely poem my dearest one ❤️
LikeLiked by 1 person
Thank you ☺️
LikeLiked by 1 person
Real love can polish a tarnished heart…
LikeLiked by 1 person
Indeed… ❤️
LikeLiked by 1 person
A beautiful poem Michelle.
LikeLiked by 1 person
Thank you Sadje ❤️
LikeLiked by 1 person
You’re welcome.
LikeLiked by 1 person
what real love really can do…
loved this
LikeLiked by 1 person
Thank you ❤️
LikeLiked by 1 person
Always welcomed
LikeLiked by 1 person
😉
LikeLiked by 1 person