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Surrendered

Written by Kizza Racheal
Images: Ninnojackjr

Life had her through a tunnel,
She breathed the cold air in
Small, uncertain steps.
Through a bend
The bend of a new season
A season of red
She wanted to walk away from it all
She looked to the left,
Saw promise, a springing forth but held back

The season beckoned
Yet she stood
The season dressed her
Yet she stood
Unwavering,
In need of something more
Too many disappointments registered
Accusations,
Logical discussions

Colored leaves everywhere
With a promise of a new dawn
A dawn of a new era
She perceived it not
Yet the bible she believes
Knows that all creation groans and waits for the manifestation of the true sons of God

But her pain was at the centre
The new season could wait
Let go, a whisper is heard in the wind
Who is that? She demands
All things work together for your good…surrender, more whispers
Let go

Her back straightens
Her face lights up
Color retraces her steps into her life
Color marks her
She is surrendered
Ready to give in, lean in

The weight of her pain fell off
She turns the other cheek.


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This writing is part of my collaboration with various writers, to use images as writing prompts to generate creative and thoughtful pieces of work. view more here

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2 comments on “Surrendered”

  1. But her pain was at the centre
    The new season could wait
    Let go, a whisper is heard in the wind
    Who is that? She demands
    All things work together for your good…surrender, more whispers
    Let go

    May God help me to let go when need arises. Beautiful piece right here.

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