Just like last week, I’m participating in 5 minute Friday; a writing challenge hosted by Kate Motaung. We have a prompt, a timer and total freedom from structure, editing and over thinking. Come and play!
Refine
silver threads through
my
veins as I yearn
for a structural
change as I yearn
for a featured
page to turn in
my teacher-ed
range of skills which
JUST pay my bills and
this silver which lines
my personal clouds obscures
my vision as it tarnishes my perception of
pain.
I know that the pain is fire
and the burn is cleansing
and the seared dreams are mending
to become stronger than the lies I once spoke against what
my
silver ever could would or should be but
damn it hurts and I sometimes wish I could say
I don’t want my silver to be purified and I don’t want those linings and
I don’t want the pain
without the guilt of knowing that the faultlines are
the refined tracings of new
paths
ways
passions
plays
The Carpenter's Daughter 
The refining is never pleasant, but always beneficial, your words are true.
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This is beautiful. I think we are all tempted to say “I don’t want my silver refined” sometimes. But God is so faithful to just keep working away on us, isn’t he?
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I love this idea of Five Minute Fridays, I think I am going to have a crack at it myself. Thanks š
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