Monday, 30 April 2012

through the rough waves

a broken heart
a fractured bone
a car accident
a screaming baby
a hiccup
a house fire
a loss of a loved one
an ache
a hurt
a pain
a stressful night
a tear
an argument
an earthquake
a nightmare
a deep breath


when life gets a bit tough, when the waters rise and the drowning torment of negative surprise is overwhelming. the unforeseen, the unanticipated storms, the fiery darts wound too deep. my shield arises to protect, the narrow path- the tunnel of protection surrounds me as a hedge. i may be shaken and sifted, refined with fire but never destroyed.

gold is brilliant and precious

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