Bamboo Raft

Her eyes were bright

but they were weighed down by heavy burdens.

There were bags that looked like canoes,

filled with many things and water,

but  which refused to sink.

Beneath her bright eyes were bags

filled with tears she refused to shed

because she thought she would be seen as weak.

But oh, how much more beautiful she would be

if she would empty her canoes of all her tears

so that joy can float freely on her face

like a bamboo raft.

 

OurNanaYaa (c) 2016

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One thought on “Bamboo Raft

  1. Reblogged this on and commented:

    Today, I emptied my canoes of some things and peace floats freely like a bamboo raft.
    Thank God!

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