She stood in front of them..
watching the small clouds float from her frosted lips.
the air chilled with ice particles,
swirled lifting her loose hair around her..
She stood there in front of them,
small in appearance.
they continued to gather to stare .
to judge....
yet she stood there in front of them.
as if captured in a snow globe
she remained still.
while the world around her
rotated with flurries of snow and wind.
They stared at her with absolute wonder.
"why"they wondered ...
"why does she remain?"....
They were taken back that they couldnt fill the small girl
with fear.
she continued to stand there .
When they all had filled the small field to stare apon the
fearless girl ...
The crowd remained still .
unsure of what to expect .
she lifted her arms above her head...
Her bare palms catching crystallized snow flakes.
she began to slowly stomp her petite feet.
causing little puffs of snow clouds to rise
from the ground beneath her.
Then to their surprise the little girl began to sing.
a melody that rang louder than the wind and their gasps..
every melodic note she sang out pounded against their
hearts!
Beating ,beating at them .
Her song rose and vibrated threw the distance between them..
Grown men fell to their knees .
engulfed in the sadness of their past sins.
women rubbed at their empty wombs..
longing for the warmth of life that once grew within them.
siblings unknowing reached for each others hands.
The line of judgment that once stood so fierce..
crumbled at the girls song...
as they began to truly hear her song .
they all realized that:
the girl was only singing the same words over and over...
"freedom comes in forgiving yourself,
forgiveness starts with me...."
Then without any waring
the little girl
closed her mouth..
smiled at them ,turned
without even a backwards glance.
And like that she was gone.
all that remained were the people.
***YMP***
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