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Healing Eve
by Louisa Hall Her name is 'Beautiful,' her heart shines openly. Oh she is beautiful. Her eyes grow bright in sweet delight, feasting on life's intricacies. She burns with love and dances free, in a twirling skirt, in the open sea. Her heart is life's pride, as she nurtures fiercely. Children, animals, plants, she holds to her breast, as she lets life in soft surrender rest. But no more beautiful is she, than when she is at peace, encircled in nature's sweet serenity. Oh irenic! Your soul becomes at ease as she lets all anxiety be enveloped overwhelmed by her delicate beauty. Soft curls cascading, her smooth skin cooling. She smiles and you soar. For she is the incarnate form of tenderness and mercy, of deep unveiling mystery. My darling, she is you. My darling, my sister my bride, you. See she was left desolate, called unlovely Her heart was broken, fear awoken her soul raped savagely. She stood alone in tattered clothes and wept so bitterly. Her daddy never loved her, her husband called her names. Her world went grey in pain and she became ugly as all her beauty waned. But she is. Oh she is and longs to be Beautiful and offer it freely. So tear apart the scars smash the faade. Open up the wounds and welcome all the pain. Embrace the ugliness. Lure the beauty as it lays. Pursue her, romance her, fight for her beauty and it will pour like rain. And life and love and healing will name her 'Beautiful' again. I am a bible college student in Brisbane Australia. Article Source: http://www.faithwriters.com |