| The
Hand
She
sits in the dark,
Afraid
to see the light,
Afraid
that the scars she bears
Are
more than she can stand to see.
Not
scars one can see in a mirror,
These
scars are etched deep within
Some
are gaping wounds, still bleeding
There
are many scars and she fears them
She
fears the pain,
She
fears the sting,
She
fears the healing,
For
healing means more pain
And
she isn't sure she can handle more pain
The
door cracks open, just a bit
A
small ray of light enters
She
shields her eyes, for the dark has been long,
She
sees a shadow and shrinks back,
Afraid,
unsure, untrusting.
Through
the ever opening door,
A
hand reaches out, offering it to her,
She
sits and stares at it, for a long time,
Afraid
it could strike,
Afraid
it might pull away.
The
hand holds steady
Never
waivering, never pulling back
It
waits patiently, and long,
But
never striking out, never hurting.
The
hand is strong, but gentle.
She
timidly touches the hand,
With
little jerks to and fro,
Filled
with fear but curious
Curious
about why it was so patient,
Why
it didn't strike, why it didn't run.
She
slowly allows herself to take the hand into her own
Touching
it gently, timidly, her fear easing.
The
hand is calm, the hand is gentle,
She
allows the hand to gently hold hers
It
is calming, easing her fears.
There
is no face
There
is no body,
Just
this warm, kind, loving hand
On
outstretched arm.
It
is the hand of God,
Her
never waivering friend,
Her
protector, her guide,
She
then knows that this hand
Will
always hold her up into the light
Bringing
her comfort, in time of need,
Never
forcing his hand upon her,
But
waiting patiently for her to
Reach
out and take this hand
To
receive all the Love He has to give.
©Michelle
Byrd
26
April, 1998
"This
poem was written about myself and what I went through during my healing
after being a victim of physical, sexual and emotional abuse for over 20
years. I am now a survivor and a victim NO MORE!!
I
want others to know that coming out of darkness is possible and that although
life may seem bleak and hopeless, there is always a "Hand" there to guide
us into the light of life." ~ Michelle
You
can visit Michelle's beautiful site at
Michelle
& Friends
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