The Graveyard of My Mind

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 gone to fast,

I saw the liars, who stole from me,
I saw the heathens, who would never be free,

I saw the chameleons trying to blend in with the bareness
And vulnerability of winter trees,

I saw all those who listened 
Yet  silenced my innocent pleas,

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 pages turn 
As the past had been burned,

I saw God's 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 tight,
As I continued towards what was 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
Copyright © | Year Posted 2011

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