Rattlesnake Poem by April Humason

Once I danced too close to coiled deception,
Mistook the hiss for gentle affection,
Wrapped in words that felt like protection,
But honeyed poison filled the air.

I laid my heart beside sharp fangs,
Trusted whispers and silvered tongues,
Didn't hear the warning in the songs,
Didn't see the venom hiding there.

But God reached in — steadied the ground,
Before the fatal bite could be found,
Before my soul was fully bound,
He pulled me from the coil.

The rattling wasn't love — it was a sign,
That something deadly looked divine,
But mercy crossed the broken line,
And rescued what was His.

Now I don't dance with hissing lies,
I don't bless what paralyzes souls,
I don't kiss what destroys and coils,
Because His truth cut me free.

The serpent lost its hold that day,
The fangs fell silent in His way,
And what tried to claim my breath and stay
Was crushed beneath His feet.