There’s an elephant in the garden
Whose tusks are white as snow
His eyes are a crystal black
That begs me not to go
He towers high above me
His foot big enough to crush
Yet he sits gently down
For he is in no rush
His trunk extends towards me
As he explores my scent
His gentle touch brushes my hair
And as quick as it came, it went
I dare to inch forward
Ready to run if I must
But as I touch his rough skin
He doesn’t make a fuss
Instead he lets out a trumpet
A cry of sweet release
For before that very moment
He’s never known such peace
Its hard to imagine his pain
For the years were not kind
But he never gave up hope
No, it never crossed his mind
For all the pain he suffered
This beast who many kill
He never stopped dreaming
Of how freedom would feel
Yet today as I hold him
As sturdy as he might seem
I know inside he’s thinking
This is just another dream
Lifting his head, he looks at me
His motions clear and driven
He gently nods and disappears
Like all has been forgiven
If the elephant can forgive
Those who have done him wrong
Then why to all my past mistakes
Am I still holding on?
the elephant in the garden
whose wounds were deep and sore
taught me how to be strong
and how to live once more.
AuthorHayleyTimmons 