The Defense

 

I met life in a beaded gown
with edges that were frayed
It was my only armor
From power and it’s play

The garb was awkwardly comfortable
As I wore it just like skin
It was so familiar I didn’t know
Where it ended and I begin

As I was met with cruelty
I added beads and knots
It sheltered me from the pain
Hid the real me that I forgot

Then someone smiled sweetly
And wiped my brow of need
In that act of kindness
My dress dropped a single bead

This loosened up the fibers
Seams started splitting all apart
Then a miracle happened
The worn threads exposed my heart

I then received more kindness
The whole dress became unbound
lost were all defenses
All the beads dropped to the ground

When I watched them tumble
And was stripped of my attire
I realized hate, fear and dread
Are never more required

I stand here bare to the soul
With no other false enhancement
May others too drop their garbs
For the sake of Humanity’s advancement

Now I wear a beadless gown
With no hint of wear or fray
Soul is woven in pure light and sound
Love shines through to all this way.

Jen Ward 8/13/15

#poetry #poem #selfprotection
#gaia #ego #transcendence #enlightenment #awakening #spirituality #truth #Wisdom #kindness #awareness

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