![]() The ThiefA Story by Im His Daughter![]()
A bright yellow gem is rising in the distance. How far away is no matter as it is big enough that 1/2 the world can see it already. Not only is it affecting this poor sleepy town but it's affecting the world too. Rather blinding if i say so myself. You be the judge of that. Who or what is stealing from these poeple? Better yet why would anyone want to steal from them? What could this thief use a moon for? People start to rise from their warm beds to see this orb shining down on them. Some are not happy to see it, as the others that welcome this wonderful, glistening creation. Emotions are starting to be affected in this town. Oh what will this day bring? People are beginning to wonder.
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![]() Suppertime is now ending, children are now getting ready for bed. Some are just even starting to go to work. This once yellow gem that shone bright in the blue sky is now disappearing. Some are gathering around outside to see the changes happening in the sky. A darkness has begun to follow. This thief has taken the once bright gem from the sky. Some people have left to find the thief. Others are returning empty handed. They fear this gemstone will never be seen again. They have to try & stop the thief from striking again. The sky is now a dark black color with twinkling flashes every now & then. People are just amazed at how this thief has managed to slip in their town & take things from them. How could he not be seen? How can they find him? Where could he be? Why would he do this to them? Did someone wrong this thief & what did he plan on doing next? All these questions keep popping into their minds. The poor townsfolk are left to ponder.
![]() One person shouts out in amazement look to the sky it has returned, the thief has returned the white moon to us. What else would the thief return to them next. People retreat back into their homes out of the cold stuff falling down around them. Months are going by, days & nights are coming & going. Families have carried on with their lives still watching this white blanket fall down around them. Occasionally they had notcied the sky change colors from blue, gray to dark black with flashing colors in it. However most of the time people just didn't see anything beautiful in the world. Hard to see it when the thief comes to steal beauty away. On a few occasions the bright yellow orb came back but it was something that never stayed & the thief was never found. People are beginning to think that they would never get to see their once beautiful lawns & trees. However they noticed that this white stuff that laid over them for months has started to disappear. Thinking the thief has returned to steal from them again. They don't much care if he steals this white blanket. They have frankly had enough of it.
One day everyone in this town received a letter in the mail. It read. Dear Townsfolk. I hope you are not mad at me for taking your beauty from you. I meant no harm in it. If you stopped for a moment, you would have seen that i had left you beauty in the things unseen, in the things not normally appreciated by others. If you noticed I left you an assortment of gems of every color. When the beauty was taken from the normal things. I was hoping that you would appreciate the gems I left. You received some of the gems that are most precious to me. I have many more for you if you want them. Every season that goes by you will see things that are taken but you will always see the things left in its place. I just wanted to let you see another version of beauty not seen by most people. I am not the thief. He comes to seek, kill & destroy. I am the creator. I am God & I created all the heavens & the earth & all the things in it. I hope you remember this as I created them for you. The thief can't steal from you if are aware of him. Seasons come & go but the things i give you will always be forever. I give you color & texture in everything. shine & shimmer in other things. I give each & every person a specific eye for Beauty. A beauty unique to them as they are to me. Every one of you are created different, no two gems are the same, no two poeple are the same. there will always be something different about each one. Looks may be the same but there are always subtle sifferences unseen. Beauty is in the eye of the beholder. I behold you now, behold the beauty I give to you. I love you. My Precious Gem You are beautiful. Now shine. Love, GOD © 2014 Im His DaughterAuthor's Note
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Added on December 15, 2010Last Updated on August 14, 2014 Author![]() Im His DaughterCanadaAbout(Sorry I don't read stories, chapters or books. I am not a critic either, I will only read poems. When I comment, I comment only on how it makes me feel. Promise no criticism here unless maybe a word .. more..Writing
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