Friday, January 25, 2008

24 Rose Petals: Compassion


I ponder your face in the rose petals
One two three they tumble
Four five six they collapse
Unresponsive and hated

Do I stop?
Paste what has fallen?
Stagger away from you remembered?

Seven eight nine they tumble
Ten eleven twelve they collapse
Unresponsive and hated

Do I continue?
Weep at what has tortured me?
Stagger away from you forgotten?

Thirteen fourteen fifteen they tumble
Sixteen seventeen eighteen they collapse
Unresponsive and hated

I ponder my face in compassions petals
Nineteen twenty twenty-one they tumble
Twenty-two twenty-three twenty-four they collapse
You are who I used to be
Unresponsive and hated


(While my poem could be interrupted several different ways) I Believe, the concept is true…. there is always something… we can hate about our selves or the people around us (most of the time what we hate in other people is what we used to be). But God in his love gives us compassions petals. Don’t be afraid to pass them along.

4 comments:

Robin Lee Sardini said...

Such a vivid depiction, Ashley! Gripping!

Kimba The White Lioness said...

Thank God that we are no longer who we used to be... and that He is always growing us into something more than who we are today... by His grace...

Anonymous said...

fantastic...

Anonymous said...

Wow that is so true, I just realized that when you said that we hate in other people what we use to be.. Simply Amazing!