Kristin Nicole RothDavis

Rookie (August 28,1976 / Southern Oklahoma... )

Silently Orchestrated - Poem by Kristin Nicole RothDavis

Eyes closed for hours and no sign of waking up
lying upon her back with strands of long red locks
dangling down around her neck.

The look presently on her face is calm and yet her
eyelids dance with the beat of the rhythmic machines that tell her fate in time.

Day after day the loves of her life would comfort their grief by leaving trails of tears at her bedside, praying for her to wake from this dream.

Hope of remission and miracles are silently orchestrated throughout the halls of every room of every building and once escaped to higher temperaments, they become sorrowful screams.

Warriors of all trades line up and rain clouds emphasize their strengths as confidently they draw in such intense energies.

Her conscience battles with her spirit, knowing she isn't asleep, nor resting. Aware of her own predicament, she waits.

Waits for the answer, the signal to fight or to let go. This has never been about her, nor will it ever be about her. She's the host... fighting the infamous ghost.

Time is inevitably increasing with each passing second, with each fading vivacious beat of her heart.

Bells ring and she twitches in the silence of others, no one pays attention and it's obvious. A silhouette appears to her inviting her to listen.

A voice from within speaks; 'You need someone to talk to, so here I am.'

'You won't smile, you won't bleed, the longer you remain to remain here. You are your own light, will it and you shall see. Everything you need is there, waiting for you to seek.'

The shadowed force faded away until it was no longer visible and suddenly her mouth gasped open and franticly inhaled.

Only one there to witness, a wise one to be so young. Tiptoed to the bedside while speaking in a tearful tone she whispers; 'Mom! ... an appreciated pause, 'Mom, I love you and I'm here.' she informs while stroking her hair.

The door swings open, the machines get loud and the wise child steps back allowing others to move in. 'It's time.' One man said to the nurse as she followed with a nod.

No time to notice the wise child now vulnerably on her knees she prays intricately offering her life in exchange. Rewarding and praising with new fallen tears.

Suddenly, while ill on her bed she instantly knew that was the ticket to salvation. She began to find her way back, smiling on the inside, desperately waiting to let it shine on the outside. She escapes this endangered trap and breaks the seal to live.

Two years later, continuous strife and lessons learned, she beckons the past life, gracefully. Leaving room for a new beginning. A stronger beginning. A playground for many with a profound meaning.

Never forgetting and persistently reminded, she
lives through others as others live through her. Thought provoking, she smiles and waits

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Poem Submitted: Sunday, November 4, 2007

Poem Edited: Friday, April 22, 2011

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