I am an unfinished story
Each chapter filled with
Characters playing their perfect part
Dancing inside this reality...
Love, joy, sorrow, pain, strength, grace
Each tattooed upon my soul
Becoming the ink I write with
The colors in many hues...
Many chapters are too long
The hope in me refusing
To let go even though I know
To hold on was a continuation of illusion...
Some chapters are enduring
A prayer to bring with them
The grace and beauty they
Hold in a sacred vessel of intuition....
Often times I want to skip to the end
Wondering if this uncertainty
Brings with it blessings or curses
The rapture of beginning or ending ...
Yet in patience I turn each page
Praying that I will be gifted with
What only has existed in the sacredness
Of an unfulfilled dream of adoration...
Copyright © 2012 Barbara MacDonald