Oak Tree

Her invisible sword always on her side, ready to slay any opponent

One wrong move, one wrong syllable, she will make her deadly swift move

longing 

Her day has come, the time is now

She can no longer align with this little baby girl

longing 

Heart and mind abandoned, lured into a desolate and barren field

Surely there is no one to save her, protect her, cherish her

longing

Trapped in this moment for oh so long, surrounded by her broken fences

Weeds can’t even grow here, her river has long since dried up and gone

longing

She grew without growing and knew without knowing

And no one could retrieve that which had been stolen

longing

Staring at a false reflection, smeared with the illusions she had been fed

Fighting for her justice drove her almost mad

longing

Until one day her eyes were opened, her time of awakening had sprung

The little baby girl was now a someone

longing

Strong because of her weaknesses, bold because of her pain

She is still bombarded with tingles while the numbness starts to fade

longing

Will she discover what has been meant for her all along?

Her destiny and her purpose slowly rising, can almost be seen upon the surface

longing

The river begins to dance, down the hillside once again

The grass is lush and whispering, into the soft wind

longing 

The Builder has come, making her fence strong and mended

The Gardener sows for her, a beautiful array of flowers

longing 

The remnants of her haunting past, now strewn about threatening her thoughts

Her field has been cleansed, but the enemy will not subside

longing

Now a someone who is loved, a someone who is chosen

A someone now with her beloved companion

longing

Will she see that she has grown?

Will she finally know how to fight right?

longing 

She chooses now to stand tall, basking in her freedom

As a mighty Oak Tree, she is Rooted in the Kingdom

❤

Longing