I heard your words and
gained courage to speak
Your words
wrapped around me
like a warm, hand knit blanket
The ice began to melt from my fingers
and my heart
Your words showed me
how disappointment and failure
can be beautiful
How confusion and fear
are worthy of love
I keep that blanket
near me always
in case I should ever forget
The edges of that blanket
are most loved
Rubbed threadbare
Chewed on
Warn and frayed
These are the most comforting
It's where the softness resides.
submitted for Imaginary Garden With Real Toads, Tuesday Platform
12 comments:
This is so beautiful... I hardly have any words to describe how perfect it is! My favorite lines are:
I heard your words and
gained courage to speak
Your words
wrapped around me
like a warm, hand knit blanket
The ice began to melt from my fingers
and my heart
Its so true.. the words you speak to someone can really make a difference!
Lots of love
Sanaa
I can only hope the many woolly blankets I've crocheted have carried as much comfort to others...
Beautiful. I think we all need a blanket like this.
Someone to hold on to and someone to care for..............all that is required to survive.
This is so beautiful and vulnerable. I love this.
Such a comforting comparison!
Few things are as precious or comforting as those we are given in hopes for soothing... or just because. We never forget why they are there, or why we got them... or at least, we shouldn't..
Beautifully expressed....comfort....."where the softness resides." Love the vision of that worn blanket.
I love how you use the image of a well loved blanket to carry the poem from warming one's body to comforting another on a more profound level.
I love the blanket metaphor.
The softness and realisation of tenderness is just beautiful.
Charming and soul stirring words! Love this one!
I still have my son's safety blanket - all frayed and juice stained. I've not the heart to put it in the wash. He's 21 now!
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