Poetry
"Painting is poetry that is seen rather than felt, and poetry is painting that is felt rather than seen." - Leonardo Da Vinci
Parts of You
Dedicated to my Mother, Tina S. Childs
There are so many treasured parts of you I love so deeply
Knitted together by God’s hands and telling the most breathtaking story
Every part serving a grand purpose
Blended together to showcase God’s true testament to His love for you
Your mind, full of power and soulful wisdom
Thoughts that planted seeds of positivity now blossoming into the most incredible beliefs and values in me
Intelligence beyond compare and an indescribable amount of creativity
Your eyes, so big, brown, and full of depth
A vision for life full of endless possibilities
Seeing beyond the surface to always see what’s authentic
Always seeing the real me and my potential in the woman I was becoming
Your voice, robust and firm yet gentle and sweet
You spoke life into everyone around you
Singing songs of God’s praise with an enchanting melody Caressing my soul and always uplifting me
Your hands, smooth and yet sometimes rough
Because you were never afraid to do the Lord’s work He called you to do
So many masterpieces fabricated, so many things got done selflessly
I loved holding onto them throughout the years, the sweetest reminder you were with me
Your curvy physique, a silhouette of womanhood with great strength and grace
You held me time and time again and I just loved your body’s full embrace
Hips moving to their own beat as you walked, dancing in their own groove
Bearing me when I was in your womb and now empowering me to appreciate my own body
Your feet, walking the path of righteousness, footsteps imprinted in the sand
You walked with such poise in a praiseworthy fashion
Making it so easy to follow your lead
Reminding me to seek Him first in all I do, knowing He will always guide me
But above all, my dear mother, your spirit is my most favorite part of you
Mmm so radiant and full of God’s warmth
A flame that kindles peace, a true beacon of hope
Delighting my soul when I needed you that continues to have this everlasting glow
A vigorous wildfire of brilliant light spreading the Lord’s joy
So even though I won’t be able to see your face
Nor hug you with the warmest embrace
It’s your virtuous spirit that will forever be etched on my heart intricately
Because it’s the part of you that will always be a part of me
Broken
Shattered
Piece by piece
Some small
Some wide
With their sharpened edges
and chiseled cracks
No longer formed but now broken
No longer shaped but now dismantled
Strength feels gone
Hope seems lost
The battered soul injured over and over again
Now without form
Gathered
Piece by piece
Some large
Some narrow
With their cracked edges brought together
And bonded borders
No longer broken but now formed
No longer dismantled but now shaped
Renewed in strength
Hope now found
The injured soul mended by the potter’s delicate hands
Now with form
Once seen
No blemish in site
Now tells a story
with those mended cracks
What could have been discarded
Now renewed
Polished
A striking beauty like never before
A history
A future
A patient sacrifice
An enduring love
A masterpiece of the soul
Restored
Piece by piece
and no longer... broken