The Wilted One

January 24, 2017

The Wilted One

Written 01/24/17 by Shakita Dixon



Darkness abounds

No water, no air

No sign of life anywhere

Despair resides where love resided

Thirsty and helpless


Rise and receive help

This life has purpose

Shed your wilted clothes

Cloak yourself in newness



Produce and shine


Embrace newness and consume the Living Water

Breathe the air of love

Fill your lungs and



Yesterday after work, I went home and fell asleep because I wasn’t feeling well. I had a migraine that could champion all migraines. It could’ve been a battle between Sonia Blade and Raiden…at least that’s what it felt like. Jax could’ve been in my head too. Maybe I’ve been playing a little too much Mortal Kombat. I digress, LOL.


While in my attempt to sleep until my migraine left, I was awaken with the words: A wilted flower. It shook me because when I heard those words, I immediately saw an image if a wilted, broken and lifeless flower. I wrote this poem today and wanted to share with you.


It’s only been 24 days into the New Year and some of us are that wilted flower: Without hope, seemingly in despair and locking out all signs of love but don’t be. Don’t be carried away by the current circumstances of this world. 2017 is going to be so amazing and favor filled. This will be one for the books, I promise. Great things are happening and you have to happen to those things.


Take courage and know this: even though things may look like darkness, God’s light shines everywhere. He’s omnipresent and there is purpose in you. Look to the hills. There is your help!



Love you all,



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