I Found Flowers Growing In My Ruins
“I found flowers growing in my ruins”
Once in a dark cave their lay aside devastated ruins
The chains of weeds of my strongholds and failures that had over grown my deflated plans,goals and dreams
Confusion appeared consuming the once so delightful flourishing scene
Somber, lonely and reclusive
The only voices to heard in the abandoned barren fields were the echoes from the whistling wind that the inciting unhealthy choice storm would spring
With no idea of my identity I simmered in my thoughts & emotions in total despair
I could easily have called it quits confined in the dead end pits
Without any other souls around only god was there to assist me with the heavy bearing weight on my sanity from the noxious consequential detours I’ve chose
Taking those left turns getting lost deep down in the depths of those additive magnetic wilderness roads
But after time elapsed the seasons would change
The ruins begins to reveal something mystical unfamiliar it seemed very strange
I found flowers growing in my ruins prompting me to uproot the weeds and rearrange
During cultivating season I noticed the bulbs in the use to be hardened soil
Gods irrigation assistance was breeding and leading me into greater light that apparently began to illuminate and transform new life
All of a sudden growing there were liberating sunflowers, roses, dandelions & tulips
A refreshing ray of peace, hope & light
Providing provision & fortitude to persevere on to do what’s right and make the best out of the remnants of my destructive ruins, my life
After eradicating the weeds I continuously found myself on my knee’s confessing victory
Worshiping the one & only true friend indeed
The one that has never left my side and has forevermore relentlessly dropped seeds in my soil as the deposit of the Holy Spirit continuously pry open my lost broken soul
Unsealing identity, talents & gifts a renewed mindset with stable thoughts that no longer drift
Triumphant, contentment & assurance are the praises sung from my heart
Blessed and full of gratitude for this new creation start
It’s all now settling a land of floral pastures with aromatic scents of purpose hovering inundating & lingering throughout the air
The once destructive scene of ruins has evaporated as if it was only an illusion land that never had existed here
I’ve discovered flowers growing in my ruins
Copyright © Kenya Mcghee | Year Posted 2023
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