I know the lamb; the lion led me to him.
While the lion licks the blood of his latest prey
The lamb gently sleeps, curled like a child.
I know the lion, the lamb cannot make me forget.
But its velvet skin makes the scars fade quickly.
I know the lamb, the lion didn’t scare him away.
His loud roar, though full of anger, is really harmless.
While the lamb screams its high pitched bleat.
I know the lion, for without him there is no lamb.
The lion begets the lamb; the lamb hinders the lion.
The violence needed the lion; peace brought the lamb.
I know the lion that resides within me; stealth and quiet
Ready for an ambush, the lion that saved me.
That’s why I love the lamb, vulnerable, soft, and kind.
Published by LESSONS LEARNED FROM THE RAINBOW
As a poor kid growing up in the Mississippi Delta, there was never alot of hope or many opportunities. But, for 30 minutes, if I could sit in front of my tv, I could go anywhere and be anything through the magic of Reading Rainbow. That show brought so much light into some really dark days; and I carried the lessons I learned through the storytelling of Lavar Burton for all my life. Now that I am a grandmother, I've come to realize the significance of Reading Rainbow and the role it played in making me the woman I am today.
I feel that the cruelty in this world has hardened my heart against the hope and valorous spirit that I once had. I am hoping that by revisiting Reading Rainbow; and the stories covered over its expansive reign on Public Access Television, I will regain the love for life and craving for adventure that the little girl growing up on Hunter Road had over 40 years ago.
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