I am a pond.
Unmoving - unmovable.
Nothing ruffles my glassy surface.
No one can pierce through the image I portray,
And see the depth
Of my pain.
I am indecipherable.
I feel a sensation of cold,
A snowflake prickles my skin
As it settles down on my surface.
Frantically, I try to stop it from sinking in.
Building up an icy wall,
Until I am once more,
Yet this sheet of ice begins to weigh upon me
Freezing my mind and emotions
I begin to really feel
Just how absent are my feelings.
What am I?
I am lifeless and cold
The winter drags on
Your gentle snow piles on top of my self-made burden,
Weighing me down even more.
I almost wish it could break through
Just so I wouldn't feel so cold and empty.
But the wall just keeps building up, thicker and thicker.
I am unthawable.
As winter comes to a close,
I feel a warmth seep through my shell.
Slowly, oh so slowly,
The ice begins to get thinner and thinner
Until I can see Your sun once more
Shining dimly through the still-opaque glass.
I am yearning for something more.
I am so ready for this moment
When I shall finally be free.
Yet I dread it too,
For at least safety came with this captivity.
But cold winds come, like death,
And bind me in my cage of ice.
Unreachable once more.
I cry out in my anguish
Hoping that You will help me.
But the answer I recieve seems harsh,
Piercing drops of rain that pelt me on all sides.
I begin to feel my shell melt once more,
But oh, what a painful way this is!
In each raindrop that melts down to my very soul,
I hear Your voice, calling and convicting me.
And I know I can't hide under the surface any longer.
I must let Your words
Expose the depth of my heart.
I must become
(copyright Melody 2009)