A girl stands

Broken and bruised

She wears a scar for every agonizing encounter

She is clothed in all black that effuses a dark omen

 

A forbidding mist surrounds her and all her shattered aspirations

Pieces of her calamitous past fly past her very eyes

Her hopes shine gloriously before her

Only to shine so bright that they burn

And crumble to ashes

 

A single tear descends from the corner of her eye

And splashes into an ocean of sadness

That has been slowly filled over the years

 

The light drop can be heard for miles

Across the deserted place named despair

 

Despair is a lonely place

Where one goes to bury their yearnings

 

The girl stands

Broken and bruised

Shovel in hand

She holds the power to let despair overpower her

 

Life is dark

Lonely

Hopeless

 

A single glimmer appears before her eyes

A glimmer the size of the tip of a pin

A glimmer that doesn’t appear to be burning

Or crumbling to ashes

The girl waits patiently for it to die out

 

A glimmer that appears to be persistent

 

The glimmer lands upon the girl’s shoulder

The girl’s black and lonesome shoulder

The glimmer begins to grow

Spread

Until it encompasses the girl’s body from head to toe

 

The shovel drops

The ocean drains

The mist fades away

And all her burnt hopes come together

To form something even better

 

A girl stands

Mended and whole

She wears a scar for every agonizing encounter

She is clothed in experience and wisdom

 

It seems a glimmer she had left behind

Found its way back to her

A glimmer of hope