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She cries out into the stillness of the night:
"Why is this happening to ME?"
"Why are you hurting ME?"
"Why won't you leave ME alone?"
Her words float on the air, ascending upward,
then fall to the ground gently, as flakes of snow;
frozen tears from Heaven.
"Is anyone listening? Does anyone care?"
The heart grows cold, numb. Darkness beckons.
"Oh, just to sleep and never wake up!"
The constant pain. The ever-present need for
resolution, for closure.
But like an evil bird that refuses to return to the nest,
forsaking her own, so too relief keeps fleeing.
The noises in her head - a cacophony of confusion!
Unrelenting, unbearable, when will it end?
A Voice in the darkness, low and sweet, calling to her, beckoning her.
"Child, do you not know that you are loved?
Are you not aware that I hold your existence in the palm of my hand?
Like a butterfly you are to me.
Your broken wing; shall I not show pity?
I WILL heal your pain, I WILL nurtu
Child of Newtown
The last time I saw you; your face, etched forever in my memory.
Those eyes, so wise, and yet loving. Your laugh, yes that laugh,
how can I ever forget! The memories we shared of good times
(sure, there were tough times too), frolicking in the wood, dancing
in the sand together, always together. You and me, me and you, living and
loving, sharing the best of times.
Will I see you again? Will we sing together again? Your favorite songs,
I know them all, word for word. I could sing them in my sleep, or recite your
favorite stories with one hand tied behind my back. Eating ice cream with you on a warm
summer night; the very best of times! My favorite was vanilla, yours rocky road.
Watching your favorite cartoon with you on Saturday morning; precious! Oh how I miss
you my child, my dear, sweet child. My heart is broken, forever numb.
"Come back to me, please come back."
"Awaken, my child, for the world is brand new.
The birds sing a song, their song is for YOU.
Hope... an ode to Newtown
Soon this old world will come to its end.
Yet worry not, for then, only then,
can peace and love forever endure;
a new world of hope, its coming is sure!
Never to sorrow or cry out in pain
for the loss of a child, ever again!
The blessing of Jah will make all things new.
Yes, I want to live there, how about you?
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Lilyas has dedicated herself to making our community a brighter place with her vibrant artwork and infectious enthusiasm for interacting with others in our community. It has certainly paid off, as many deviants flock to her page on a daily basis to let her know how much of an inspiration she is. We absolutely agree, and couldn't let all that hard work go without recognition, so it's with great pride that we bestow the Deviousness Award for March 2014, to ... Read More