THE HIDDEN ONE

Born, alone and rejected
In a place of poverty and want
She was nothing to look at
Pallor, puny and gaunt

Whatever sickness was within
Experience made it worse
She was Wednesday's child
Born under a curse

The suffering of her youth
Left her sarcastic and crude
But a wonderful sense of humor
Covered her nude

~appearance~

When did the miracles begin
Transformation always a part
She could never stay fixed
With LOVE leading her heart

Angry and disgusted with living
She cried out to die, in vain
Since death never came to her
She believed suffering was her name

All of her efforts focused on self
Trying to be a success
No matter how much she tried
A visible stain was on her dress

One day, LOVE delivered her
And took her into the deep silence
Where sound could test
The soul's alliance

~LOVE~

Tested in every way, this way and that
Who is your GOD, life demanded
When you are judged
To whom will you be remanded

She retreated into her wooden closet
Full of memories and meaning
She began lifting them up to the light
To see where her heart had been leaning

~self...SORROW...suffering~

As LOVE lifted her up, and she saw
Light flowing in fullness of color
Rhythm and vibration
Began to reveal...her mother

"My mother is RESTORATION", she exclaimed
As she yielded to her touch of calming comfort
Like aloe vera removing the heat
Where living had left the skin sunburnt

Focus changed from self, to giving out
All the blessing being poured in
Others saw her as wasted and ruined
Where her self-serving idol had once been

Names, positions, fame, and riches
Passed by without a wayward glance
She had vision and purpose
Without a hope to advance

~in the system~

In her bed, while others slept
She left her body to rest
Running with LOVE into dark places
Where fear rushed to invest

Fighting in unison with her LOVE
To win the war against the perception of lack
Love guided her in every step
To claim territory fear had to give back

The war was won before the creation of time
Fear is gone, and LOVE is divine

When lightening strikes
And the tree falls in the yard
The hidden one will leave
Be on your guard

Guard your heart above all things
Let not religious sayings pass through your mouth
Be LOVE in word and in deed
A servant to all is what life is about

The war is won; be of good courage

Written by Trudy Schrader on 05-15-2018