Found | By Jen Bedison

I wrote this poem on a recent trip to Hawaii where I go when my heart needs mending. It seems like a good one to post on my birthday as it is about new life, promise, and hope. God bless your day. 

FOUND 

By Jen Bedison

I came upon a graveyard of coral

Dry bones bleached by the sun

Once works of art that adorned the walls under the sea

Once the home of rainbows and speckled angels

Now they lie forgotten and abandoned

Piled up beds of memories and lifeless dreams on the shore of thunder

Will anyone but me care for them?

Or collect them?

Or write about them?

Does this dormant sunny burial ground wash away their sin?

Does this death to the old bring new birth?

If I could scoop them all up, I would because their story is important

And I want to tell it, but I can’t save them all

One special shell calls out to me…it’s the only shell here

It asks me a simple question, “do you know?”

As I hold it in my empty hands I reply, “yes”

In the graveyard of coral I hear my Beloved’s voice and

Suddenly I am found

Bleached by the Son

Born again

And no longer the me I used to be