Thorn

THORN

By Gina Marinello-Sweeney

Word Count: 588

Rating: G

Summary: A heartfelt poem of hope

thorn
Image Credit: Mobile Music

When you walked away
Did you stop to see
If I was still alive?
When you walked away
Were the words from the past week
In the back of your mind?
I remember you said
That you’d sooner wear black forever
Than lose me in your life
But a rain of cold words
Left that moment in the dark.



You haven’t been a dream wanderer
For quite some time
I forgave you
Moved on
To the entrances
Of new light.
But that’s not the point . . .



CHORUS:

This isn’t a love song
This isn’t about you
It’s about the moment
When I began
To feel small inside.
You’re a ghost
From the past
Whose love doesn’t haunt me anymore
But there’s still a thorn in my heart . . .



As the seasons changed
There came another
He honored the code of chivalry
But was not meant for me
And, so, with idle curiosity
As I looked through the tear-stained glass
I wondered, “Would you have thought he cared too much?”



[CHORUS]

This isn’t a love song
This isn’t about you
It’s about the moment
When I began
To feel small inside.
You’re a ghost
From the past
Whose love doesn’t haunt me anymore
But there’s still a thorn in my heart.



I pulled the thorn from my heart
It’s almost all the way out
I’m not small at all
I’m not small, no, no . . .
I’m a little flower
That will shine so bright
Over every empty and callous word
I’m a little flower
And a thorn won’t hold anymore.



[CHORUS]

This isn’t a love song
This isn’t about you
It’s about the moment
When I began
To feel small inside.
This isn’t a love song
This isn’t about you
It’s about the moment
When I began
To feel small inside.
When a thorn was placed
In my heart
But it won’t hold anymore.



Long ago, before the thorn
Someone said “I love you.”
I wonder when I will hear it again
But there’s no rush today . . .



[CHORUS]

This is a love song
But it isn’t about you
It’s about the time
I began to feel alive again
There’s no room for a thorn
In a heart that’s meant to be whole
And so I’ll leave it behind.



When I drove down that road
In the afternoon light
I knew, in that moment,
That, at last,
I was ready to love again.
One week later, he appeared
In a glance from Heaven above.
I took the thorn from my heart
And he closed the wound.
He is my home and my rock.



[CHORUS]

This is a love song
But it isn’t just for me
It’s for the love that
I found beyond the thorns
With a gift from the One
Who was nailed to the Cross
With a crown of Thorns
I found the one that I sought.



The Prince of princes
Brought a knight
Who was worth every moment of the thorn
With him, I found more.



Let the rain pour . . .



[CHORUS]

This is a love song
[Let the rain pour]
Let your heart learn to heal
[Let it flow]
No cross or barricade
Is too much
[Flow over you]
Let the thorn in your heart
Fall away
[Over you]
As the pieces
Of its refuge
Form anew
You are worth so much more.



Let the thorn in your heart fall away.
Your mosaic is enough.

“Thorn” will be used as the theme for Project Mosaic, a new organization developed to help the broken-hearted reaffirm their sense of self-worth and take steps towards healing. For more information and to follow updates on its launch, “like” the Facebook Page.

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