Wetted Diamond
‘I have a dream!’
Was the great American proclamation
Martin Luther King Jr. had eyes to see what was,
What would be
And what would become
So clear
Like a wetted diamond
Sparkling
Pristine
Defined
How does one attain such unwaivering trust in your purpose?
To proclaim for freedom and equality of people has to stir
Generations of people’s energy into your cause and your mission
But he had a vision
He trusted every time
He trusted every word
He trusted his voice
He trusted his purpose
Imagine if he hadn’t?
Imagine if he, on the big day of the speech,
He decided that he was too tired
Or nervous
Or afraid
Of what people might say
Or do
He did not waiver
He was a wetted diamond
Would you dig, for days at a time?
In the worst conditions of diamond mine
To find
Your pristine diamond
Would you hand it over to another?
For their use not your own?
And if you some how found your diamond
Would you maintain its clarity?
Through your actions
Would you trust in it’s sparkle and shine?
Would you know that it is the most valuable gemstone
On our earth
Would you treat it as such?
Would you dig, for days at a time?
In the worst conditions of a diamond mine
To find
Your wetted diamond
Would you treat it as such?
Writings of a Mrs 
I would. Yet, how easy it is to speak looking backwards or merely gazing from the barricades.
Thanks for a beautiful message.
I’m sure nothing about it was easy, that’s what I was going for. Our dreams are often never easy to achieve but that makes them that much more rewarding!
What are some of your dreams?
It seems like such an easy question which should produce an even more straightforward answer. I’m impassioned by so many things, it’s hard to single out any particular goals or dreams. What I’m saying is, it would be easier for me to mention twenty dreams than just one, which would seem such a waste. In the end, I think the dream really consists of the longing for the goal and the working towards it, rather than the actual destination. Once reached, it’s most appreciated by looking back on the plodded path to salvation. I can’t help but share the (translated) words of a very old song I have heard once.
Suppose I would build castles in the air
And suppose my God doesn’t exist at all
In the dream everything is brighter and better
In a dream the sky is bluer than blue
Suppose I shall never reach my goal
Suppose my ship will never reach shore
It’s not about whether I’ve arrived
As long as the way is a sun-soaked path
Lovely and always enjoy “what if” moments.
Thank you. Me too!
I really love this!
Thank you Rachael!
yes, faith, it is a precious diamond. this is inspiring
Thank you Kimberly. And thank you for taking the time to share your thoughts. I appreciate it.
Jennifer
Thank you for visiting my blog, and the like on The Walk.
My pleasure! Thank you for writing it!
Cheers!
Have a great day.
You as well!
What if he hadn’t, indeed. This piece really made me stop and think about the thinks we put off with little excuses everyday. Thank you I appreciate anything/anyone who makes me pause to think.
You are more then welcome. I feel the same way, I love when a piece of writing makes me stop for a moment..
Glad you enjoyed it.