All the Little Pieces

"Fragments and crumbs of life, all the little pieces" Brought me to a cemetery that had many creases, I walked the graveyard of my mind last night, I saw many people sleeping tight, I saw the ones that made me smile, I saw the ones who were part of my biggest trials, I saw the failures of my past, I saw the sorrow of a childhood that went to fast, I saw the liars who stole from me, I saw the heathens, who lived lives that were empty, I saw the chameleons trying to blend in with the bareness and vulnerability of winter trees, I saw all those who listened But silenced my innocent pleas, I saw the aisles of fragmentation, Broken dreams and manipulation, I saw the wrinkles and the tares, From having a father who was never there, But then I saw amazing grace, Shimmering under a mercy tree, I realized that all of those stones, Had made me what I was called to be, Each plot was responsible for a certain quality in me, Allowing me to be able to identify With others drastically, I saw the days of evil tightly bolted down, I saw clarity, which was once lost Now completely found, I saw the page turn As the past had been burned, I saw Gods presence filling up Every area where I yearned, I saw a radiant light pointing far ahead, Directing me out of my mind Resurrecting all that was dead, I saw those doors to that cemetery close very tight As I continued towards what was extremely bright, I felt an unusual grin, Overwhelm me from within I saw an extraordinary flower, Come forth with might and power. By: Sabina Nicole 6/20/11 Contest "All the little pieces"