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Specialty Water

The clouds fall

The sky brightens

The ground is no longer the ground

it becomes something new

something to explore

something to awe at

something to imagine

***

Snow

it acts like a time machine

it turns back the clock

or at least my inner clock

it makes me a curious, playful child

I bash my face into a pile of new fallen snow

the same as I did when I was two years old.

Snow

makes memories of childhood

a current reality.

***

Snow

it acts like a teleporter

a drift of snow become Mount Everest

knee deep snow becomes quicksand

my yard becomes a foreign frozen planet.

A simple soft blanket over the land

transforms the ordinary to a land of possibilities.

Snow

makes me travel the world

in my backyard.

***

Snow

is just specialty frozen water

snow is like 75% of the planet

just a little different.

You

are just a person

you are like everyone else on the planet

just a little different.

You

are a time machine

for me

You

are a  teleporter

for me

You are

something new

something to explore

something to awe at

something to imagine

You are my snow

 

specialty water

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Time Machine

If you could turn back the clock,

If you could jump in a time machine,

If you could change your path

Your darker

Deeper

Scarier

Hurtful

Heavy path.

 

Would you?

 

Would you stop the pain, the memories, the weight?

 

Would I?

No.

 

I would not ease and erase my pain of yesterday and the day before and before . . .

 

Would I change my course that the actions of others set me on

that had me ‘wake up one day’ and ask myself how can I ever _________?

 

Fill in the blank

 

The path where I look below the surface – my surface, below my heart, below my dreams, below my fears

and find a broken soul.

 

Actions, choices, fears, memories, weight, life

have chipped away at my soul

and have broken it.

And have lost it.

 

Do I want my naive-to-the-darkness-of-the-world self back?

No.

 

Do I miss my innocence, my carefreeness, my lighter self?

No.

 

With all the weight of memories and choices

I have become stronger

and to go back to weakness?

No.

 

If you asked me a year ago, if I would turn back the clock and erase this path, would I?

Yes.

In a heart beat.

Now?

No.

 

I am stronger and I don’t and won’t let it go for an easier path.

My soul is broken and chipped

but now down to its truth, its strength

the real me.

 

My soul is broken because all that others have put on it is now no more.

It is broken down to just me.

 

My strength, my dreams, my fears, my choices, my darkness, and my light.

 

My soul is broken and lost.

Lost in Christ.

I can’t find that carefree girl anymore.

And don’t want her.

 

This is me

Broken and lost

 

For Christ

In Christ

 

Is your darker path your better path?

Is mine?

Yes.