The scars of love
She walks by exuding the confidence that very few possess
Her hair like the mane of a horse neatly settled by her shoulder
Her smell like that of the ground after a heavy rain
Her strides comparable to those of a gazelle
Never stopping, always in a rush
She's beauty personified
Yes! she is beauty
Easy on the eye, with a smile that could cool any heart
Her teeth as white as the birth of snow from the sky
Her scent like the breeze from a palm tree in the middle of summer
Like warmth of a loved one in the middle of a chilly winter night
Her beauty is accentuated by the make-up she has on
As one admires the complimentary colors applied
You suddenly realize, her make-up covers the scar of love
The scar brought on by the hurt of the past
love given, love abused
Love shared, Love denied
friends made, friends lost
She's been hurt so many times
Promises made, all broken
After a few intimate words, you find her once soft heart has been replaced by rock
The expectation of a silky soft voice, replaced by the sound of clashing cymbals
The lights in her eyes are dim...no ray of hope even after the rain
She's been rained on so many times, her body knows no value
She's like a spectator as she has given her body to the satisfaction of others
The offer of love, friendship and companionship,
sounds like the term-sheet of a Shylock looking to lure his prey
seductive but rather dangerous
She's been down this path a million times, heard these words even more
Helpless I stand unable to help
But if only she'll allow me introduce her to one whom I know heals all and knows all
No! what is the point of having a belief especially when one can't believe
The life she's lived and the experiences she's had make it hard to
But I press on... I know one who is called love
who can love you like no other
I know one who sacrificed His only son just for my sake and your sake too
Alas her eyes lit up
Her beauty is even more pronounced
As she reaches out to feel His garment,
she's taken the step of hope, one of faith
As she begins to open up, slowly the scars of love disappear
At last she's willing to love and be loved
At last the ugly scars of love are gone
At last she's whole!
At last her yesterday is not as relevant as her tomorrow
At last! Yes! At last the sun can shine!
Her hair like the mane of a horse neatly settled by her shoulder
Her smell like that of the ground after a heavy rain
Her strides comparable to those of a gazelle
Never stopping, always in a rush
She's beauty personified
Yes! she is beauty
Easy on the eye, with a smile that could cool any heart
Her teeth as white as the birth of snow from the sky
Her scent like the breeze from a palm tree in the middle of summer
Like warmth of a loved one in the middle of a chilly winter night
Her beauty is accentuated by the make-up she has on
As one admires the complimentary colors applied
You suddenly realize, her make-up covers the scar of love
The scar brought on by the hurt of the past
love given, love abused
Love shared, Love denied
friends made, friends lost
She's been hurt so many times
Promises made, all broken
After a few intimate words, you find her once soft heart has been replaced by rock
The expectation of a silky soft voice, replaced by the sound of clashing cymbals
The lights in her eyes are dim...no ray of hope even after the rain
She's been rained on so many times, her body knows no value
She's like a spectator as she has given her body to the satisfaction of others
The offer of love, friendship and companionship,
sounds like the term-sheet of a Shylock looking to lure his prey
seductive but rather dangerous
She's been down this path a million times, heard these words even more
Helpless I stand unable to help
But if only she'll allow me introduce her to one whom I know heals all and knows all
No! what is the point of having a belief especially when one can't believe
The life she's lived and the experiences she's had make it hard to
But I press on... I know one who is called love
who can love you like no other
I know one who sacrificed His only son just for my sake and your sake too
Alas her eyes lit up
Her beauty is even more pronounced
As she reaches out to feel His garment,
she's taken the step of hope, one of faith
As she begins to open up, slowly the scars of love disappear
At last she's willing to love and be loved
At last the ugly scars of love are gone
At last she's whole!
At last her yesterday is not as relevant as her tomorrow
At last! Yes! At last the sun can shine!