Restoration – A Tanka Poem

Restoration

 

Loud, angry voices

so often mere steps away

unjust, unwelcome . . .

Your love quietly rains down.

My wounded soul is lifted.

 

Help them see the rose

nestled there among the thorns.

Loves sweet aroma . . .

among makings of a crown

unworthy for my precious King.

 

Let me know your love.

Give to me a thankful heart,

filled with compassion.

Joy found among the wreckage . . .

unexpected beauty found!

 

by Martha L Shaw – copyright 8-10-2012

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