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The Chiming Winter

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The Chiming Winter

She breathes a white mist. Her soul shivered,
Her heart now dissipates on ice.
The snow falls silent, a note unheard.
Belief falters of the Jesus Christ.
It's hot; The salty beads tease her
But her cares are frozen still.
Her naivete of life has dispersed;
In a soundless second, her hope is killed.

The colours are raw.

It is winter now where it was summer then.
Her face is dead. Covered in frost.
She cursed her flaws in heat, now winter made its descent.
The cold wind blows colder,
Her aspirations gone dead pale.
What she feared most held onto her
The ice consumes her warmth; a freezing veil.

"Jesus...why Jesus?"

The sweat is overpowering.
Between her legs dries under the sun.
She hears the melody of his belt singing.
Her scream doesn't bother...her reality cannot be undone.

"Why me Lord? Why me who never sins?"
Silence. It could have been worsened.
Praise be to Him that your life is now ruined
Instead of it stripped away and taken.

Praise be to God for He is good.

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  1. Date: 1/23/2013 6:07:00 PM

    This is one of the best I've read in awhile. Very enthralling, it brings me the reader down into your depths with you and back again. Masterpiece!!

  1. Date: 9/13/2012 10:23:00 PM

    I am glad that somewhere in there you saw the tunnel's end and HOPE, at last! Be of good cheer. One love. Joy Wells

  1. Date: 9/6/2012 3:37:00 PM

    A passionate verse of pain, yet of hope...your remembered to pray. I urge you to stay strong and remember always, you are good. Cynthia

  1. Date: 9/6/2012 12:40:00 PM

    Hi jewel! There is a bitterness, yet something else also to this poem, you see, sometimes the important thing is to 'just live through it.' And that is the message I hear at the end of your poem. Healing has begun. Very well written. Hugs, Catie :)