Lets Faith It

I have been going through some difficult, painful rememberings. but oh so necessary to the restoration of wholeness.

My celebration

She had become invisible.
It took precise,
consistent effort over the years
To keep her hidden.
She waited patiently
Until solid walls
were replaced with small windows
and later
Doors that would,
As if by magic,
graciously open
and shut,
only too quickly
Before she could realize
What was intended.

Peace
She knew it was peace
Only because it felt
different
physically different
from fear.
She knew it had been fear
Only because it felt different
physically different
from peace.

They came as if on sunbeams,
Lovely, fairy-like creatures
Joining her.
They would hide with her
And play,
Bringing flowers.
Begging her to teach them
a new game.
Nothing boring would do.

The mirror still held no reflection.
Night brought rememberings of pain.
She lashed out at the tiny creatures
When they would ask to play
She placed them in a corner
Until she could no longer hold a frown
For the love that they inspired.
And once more
She considered the meaning of
The door.

This time she opened it
Deliberate in hope
Willing, even
Without mirrored reflection.
Telling only of fear and peace
Not knowing
How love would respond.
For a time
The room was flooded with light
though darkened corners held the secrets
still.

The creatures come and go now,
Quieting the days
Until their returns
To fill the empty room
With silly pranks
And loving laughter
Still peace.
So,
Safe now,
She could speak.

More intensely
at the comings and goings.
Grieving,
Weeping,
Telling,
Letting Go,
Receiving the embrace
Of a kind and gentle heart
Hers,
Reflected in his face.

We didn't know what peace could bring
from depths unknown until
awakened from the sleepy dream
to love clearly reflected