Broken Whole

I once thought growth

Happened in a straight line

Over time

Tenacity and grit

Expanding it 

Into completion

And then I was beaten

Shattered and scattered

Across the acres of my years

My tears tell the story of 

My ache 

My break

Shall I put the pieces back together

Aligned and resigned

To becoming what used to be?

Old me?

Or shall there be something new that

Becomes of the broken

Something different awoken 

Something the whole of me

Longed to be

Beyond the reaches of my capacity

What mosaic shall I make

Of these loves and longings 

These cares and callings? 

What shall I form 

from the torn places and battered spaces?

And if I dare to pair 

These pieces anew

Will I be judged and mocked?

Will I be scorned and blocked?

Something waits at the gates 

Of my guarded heart

A spark

A power that comes to restore 

Even more

Than what has been lost

Nomatter the cost

A song

Rises and ripples through the

Fog of my pain

And again 

I sing along

Oh God I break

So You can remake

My soul

A broken whole

Author: Melody Farrell

Melody Farrell is the co-founder and acquisitions editor of Lost Poet Press. She also serves as co-pastor of Element Church Tampa and operations manager of Echo Media Group. She is associate director of Circle A Ranch, a program which teaches teenagers principles of leadership. She serves on the board of Grow Into You Foundation, a non-profit that provides coaching, mentoring, and housing for teens aging out of the foster care system. She is a wife, podcaster, musician, and mother of two from Sarasota, Florida.