Exalted
Exposed and naked
Arms uplifted as if
Pleading forgiveness
Reaching, stretching towards the light
Gnarled and bent with age
Each knot a tribulation endured
Soft green innocence fallen away
Life, seemingly prostrate upon the ground
A solstice curtain descends, embraced
Inner rejuvenation unseen
A fresh generous coat of sparkling white,
Blemishes erased, exalted by grace.
by Margaret Bednar
I entered this poem in "One Shot Wednesday".(Week 27)Please click on it's name to be forwarded to see other entries.
I entered this poem in "One Shot Wednesday".(Week 27)Please click on it's name to be forwarded to see other entries.
what a beautiful winter wonderland shot. I also love the word exalted, it signifies reaching great heights in dreams etc, I love your poem here.
ReplyDeleteyour picture is breathtaking and the poem thoughtfully embraces the life of the a tree enshrouded in white.
ReplyDeletethanks for sharing with One Shot - glad to have you here
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I love the photo and your words complete a lovely piece of art.
ReplyDeleteI could never write a poem that did not begin with Roses are red...
ReplyDeleteSo I will continue to just enjoy the wonder of yours.
rejuvenation unseen
ReplyDeletemy favorite bit
Beautiful picture and words.
ReplyDeleteOK, this poem I really love. It speaks to my heart. Thank you for sharing.
ReplyDeletelovely...washed clean...a beautiful worship...nice one shot!
ReplyDeleteI thank you all for enjoying my "Exalted" poem. My breath has been taken away by the winter beauty - and the trees seem so dramatic her in central NC. Maybe it was too cold in Northern Michigan for me to linger and appreciate them! :)
ReplyDeleteA winter marriage of image and words. Lovely. Gay @beachanny
ReplyDeleteBeachanny, I usually try & respond to each and every person that visits here, but my daughter was in the ER today and I am short on time. But I must say, I visited your blog and WOW - Your poem "Texture and Image" is stunning! As are so many others. I look forward to visiting again soon.
ReplyDeleteA lovely and well written metaphor, Margaret. I love winter. I know you do too, and it's amazing you've been getting it in NC.
ReplyDeleteYou made winter so beautiful...
ReplyDeleteHere is my one shot:
musical whirlwind
Gautami - thank you. I will have to try a "found" poem someday. You are the second person that I have seen do this and it is intriguing.
ReplyDeleteRuth, the snow is all gone. I'd love to get one more, I think. If not to just hear the kids excitement. Although I hope it waits at least a week or so, as one of my daughters just had her appendix out - she would hate to miss the fun.
ReplyDeleteInherently dramatic, in a nature-beautiful way. Effective.
ReplyDeleteSteve, thank you for the "inherently dramatic" compliment. I love it! :)
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