BED OF NEEDLES

BED OF NEEDLES

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Somewhere in the middle

I created a bed of needles

No matter how I turned

I felt the stabbing pain

 

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And all that was created in that energy

resembled daggers

made to not only hurt

but to keep all good away

 

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Life was so out of focus

I found it hard to see what was really there

or what was a figment

of my imagination

 

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Slowly, some of the daggers

lost their shape and grew soft edges

Meaning was expressed

with images that came from my heart

 

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And before I knew it

the message of love multiplied

and a garden of beautiful flowers

was created

 

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And I understood the significance

of the bed of needles

and can even see their beauty now.

 

Blessitude

Lorrie ❀

8/12/16

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My healing journey on the continuum of "It's all wrong" to "It's all right!" I love art and the creative process, reading, writing, and playing tennis.

65 thoughts on “BED OF NEEDLES

  1. Oh, Lorrie, this post has such significance in my Life. Beautifully thought out and put together, dear friend. When we shift our lens of focus and realize we ourselves have created that which is in our lives, the beauty then can be seen. You have no idea how much this post touched me. Thank you, thank you!!! ❀

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