I didn’t exist

Not separately as others did.

An appendage, merely, of his

Paternal force.

I was very young when life

Took its toll

On my heart and mind

On my tender soul.

I was very young—

But  grew old in a day

On  a dark dark day

In a dark dark place.

I was very short-- for part of me

Had ceased to grow

Had ceased to be.

I was very young and very short

And could not see

Beyond the fort that he

Had built,

To keep me  there--The dungeon

of his dark despair.

He was repeating history

Or so they said—it may be so

For he was partly dead.

I know.

And so he took me in his lair

Put balls of cotton in his ears

Ignore my cries, despised

my tears,

And buried me without

A prayer.

Selfish, sickness, unrepined—atrocities

Of heart and mind,

Done in the dark and laid his blame

on this—my childish heart.

And then!  Invasion of the light

Disclosed the choice to flee

Or fight

And then! Redeemer of

My soul

You came right through

That high window.

Oh how beautiful you are!

In shining raiment—heaven’s art.

You came!  “Come on-- Let come what may

You can go!  Just let him stay

In the dungeon dark of his despair

Come go with me!

I’ll take you there…”

He lifted me on shoulders broad

And showed me worlds beyond the sill

He lifted me on shoulders strong

Infused in me the will to live

Oh dark despair and cruelty

You have no hold—no hold on me,

I stand on shoulders broad and strong

See?  I am tall and I belong…

To an order of the highest sort

My youthful pain cannot abort

The plans He laid  for me.

Oh beautiful the hills the plain,

The golden sunset, life’s last flame.

Riding high on shoulders strong

My journey—whether short or long

Is beautiful!  An Ode to Joy

My heart and soul and lips employ

The will to make You known.

I once was young and short, and small

On Shoulders strong I have grown tall

Amazing Grace shall be my song

Throughout the ages—on and on…

Extolling You—my beautiful

Redeemer!

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Linda settles

www.RedeemingOurTreasures.com