BACK TO THE GARDEN
You are a flower growing in a junkyard.
Let’s clear away the junk and let you bloom.
Life started rough, unspeakable offenses.
Blaming your-self unnecessarily. Carrying
the shame.
Abusing your-self for the despicable acts
of others.
A childhood stolen away, defeated before
you began.
So you ran away into the arms of the next
abuser.
A vicious cycle, unable to break the chains.
Falling into addiction, unable to admit the
reasons.
Self-harm, pushing your-self to the brink
of death.
One more step and you are beyond the point
of return.
Then your Savior appears, wrapping you in
warmth.
Carrying you back to the world. Breathing
new life.
Planting the seeds, growing you to pure
beauty.
Taking out the trash, cleaning away the clutter
of junk.
“It is your turn child, return to your roots.
Become a New Creation. I have brought you
back to The Garden.”
~ ~ ~
LauraSue Gutierrez
