She climbed out of the grave.
Dusted of the dark ash that covered her from head to toe.
Her mascara ran down the bluest of eyes
And onto a paper filled with the most painful lies.
She crumbled it up and tossed it in the hole that was once her home.
She kicked at the dirt and let out the loudest scream.
Threw her hands up and dropped to both her knees.
Her strength and passion were empty and cold.
She started to wonder if there was any hope…
Who am I? Where are you? Do you even care?
I gave up, I’m here now, it’s too much to bare!
My past and my future, they don’t make sense.
The pain and the failure, they always win.
After the tears and the chaos settled down,
She just laid there in stillness, waiting to be found.
Her eyes were so heavy, they finally closed.
Up, up and away went her old life as it came out and rose.
She awoke in a place that was unfamiliar.
Her thoughts were finally starting to be clear.
Her shoulders relaxed and her body at peace.
She felt as if something put her mind at ease.
She spoke aloud, though she saw nothing there.
Lord, can you hear me?
As she ended her question, she heard a faint noise….
She looked out in the distance and saw a horse.
It was staring as if it saw her soul.
Naked and bare, with no secrets to withhold.
Captivated, she began to approach.
She reached out to stroke it’s mane.
It willingly accepted her soft touch.
She smiled and embraced it’s loving look.
She took a risk and climbed on it’s back.
She whispered, take me where you want, I trust in your direction.
And off went it’s hooves, and her hair went gliding.
Through the wind and the air, she felt as if she was flying.
The horse stopped at a body of water,
Deep into a forest. .
It smelled of amber and was a mystical sight.
She felt alive and well known,
The sun was so very bright.
She cupped her hand and drank.
The water was so pure.
She looked at her reflection and gasped at what she saw.
What was once a girl with dirty skin was now completely changed, into something so perplexed..
She looked half her age.
Her skin was spotless and radiant.
Her eyes like jewels that sparkled.
Her hair falling effortlessly down her face in perfect form, and on top her head sat the most beautiful rose crown that her eyes had ever seen.
As she looked in amazement, her eyes began to fill with tears.
How could this be?
“I am so unworthy, so underserving,”
Escaped her mouth.
What appeared to be a man behind her, gently placed his hand on her shoulder.
“My daughter, I make all things new. What was once ashes, I replaced with a crown of beauty. This is who you are, and who you’ve always been.”
Thankful and ready to believe those words she had once denied.
She turned around and looked at the gentle face.
She buried her head and trusted.
Every failure, every let down, every obstacle she fought was made right.
She finally realized she didn’t have do try all on her own.
She finally found a place to make her new home.