Jars Tightly Sealed
With tightened lid, I locked my broken heart
inside a jar and turned away.
Deprived of air, I suffocated, with a heart
incapable of love, and I forgot how precious
was the contents behind the glass,
moving through life with such urgency.
Alas, love departed, so I
locked away my dwindling faith
inside a jar, too transparent.
Then, I turned away.
At times, I caught a glimpse of my faith
from afar and remembered serenity.
Enemies came to tighten the lid
and I, oblivious, thought I found love.
But I moved through life with such urgency.
A wandering soul, I walked for miles
expecting foreign places to feel like home.
Aching with a desire I could not explain,
I heard God whisper in my ear,
My child, why do you run? Love must breathe
and faith cannot survive without love.
God asked from the light if I love Him still,
and I answered yes that I always will.
Then, I held my breath as God loosened the lid of the jar.
Faith resides with love and hope...I can breathe.
By Rhonda Johnson-Saunders, January 21, 2012
for Jars contest
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