Postulating Pain

She passed many things, daily As records played in the background Don't go near, stay away, don't touch Til she drove herself to the only place SHE could be .................................FOUND Monotony has a rhythm of its own Familiar carries a purse of peace on its shoulder Til the very thing one can never have or be Is at the very place, forbidden, but now, wiser and older She looked, maybe that was wrong too But a glance caught her inner eye of wonder Difference sat itself, right there in the tree, for everyone to see The earth beneath her footing roared with thunder She came to herself with a fevered haste Rushing to leave the sacred place .......lest sHE behold HIS fierce face She avoided, went around, cut paths in the ground Yet there difference still sat, living, breathing, NOT DEAD ............peace.......the only .........sound Time stood still at the site of difference The record played "Don't go near!" Yet difference .............is HERE Pain seared in her mind as she began to reason Truth wasn't for the one who came from a rib Men carry vision of the GOD, allusive, unknown Maybe sHE could be greater if her mind uncovered ........a...........what??? No! Away, go away, little girl Awwww, the pain, it hurts, ............ugh! I don't care if I DIE ...................nothing is as bad as THIS CONSTANT BEATING OF A DRUM, GET ON WITH IT LITTLE GIRL, GO DO WHAT IS ALREADY .........................................................DONE..................................... The bullet shot through the window, shattering glass Leaving a hole for her to approach and finally ask .........a question She did it, walked into the presence of difference And Difference wasted no time to point to the pain He ran over the messages secretly playing In the back, pushing her to the point to act "insane" She repeated the message as though it were TRUTH But Difference showed the flaw in reason and touch Sitting in the forbidden tree no one could come near Made HIM god, and obedience, a broken crutch ............for a HUNGRY god Written by Trudy Schrader on 05/20/2020 Note: Pain is difference. It is the thing that makes us grow and come to know what is of LOVE and what isn't. We must push into our pain to understand, rather than yield to the idea it will last forever.