We met in our thoughts and in the words spoken to us over the years
You were built with a firm foundation of bricks and cement
Inspired, uplifted, created in love, in peace, in bliss
Yet here you are slowly crumbling.
The home I built of you in dire need of repair
There was once windows to your heart — now boarded
Music was flowing through your home’s halls
Bricks now being carried away to build the homes of another
Self-Esteem.
What broke you?
How did we let your structure – your home – fall in such disarray?
But I have the skills to rebuild.
Those broken windows – they are now stained glass
The stolen bricks and those crumbling walls, they were meant to come down so that a castle could be built in its place.
For we still have our strong foundation on which to build.
I am here to love you.
I have returned hammer in hand to rebuild you.
To rebuild us.
We have merely weathered storms but on our strong foundation we will build.
Megen's Musings 