Strange combination
A hedge and five keys
A hedge that is green, lush and somewhat open
You would not scratch yourself if you were to go through it
You would merely have to push the bushes to each side
Yet the hedge is still a boundary of sorts
Five keys to my heart
Five parts of my heart that have been locked away
Surprised since I don’t remember using the keys
I don’t remember locking my heart
Yet, here I am with
A hedge and five keys
I believe as I sit with Him in stillness
I will eventually understand the meaning of the hedge and each key
In fact, I am beginning to think the hedge is around my heart
Thankful it’s not a wall of concrete or rock
It is permeable
My heart is still accessible by the One I need most
Yet the hedge is there
A boundary I don’t want to exist
A boundary between God and me
The hedge grew in my sacred place without my knowing
One day I had to pass through the hedge for time with Him
There was no opening, no entrance
I simply pushed through and did not think much of it at the time
Now I wonder why it is there
I wonder when it was built
I wonder…
It is still there
I truly believe one day, in His time and way, it will be torn down
Torn down for good
My first key
I held it in my hand just yesterday
What will this key open?
I wonder…
© 2017 Brooke F. Sulahian
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