Hovering in the night
over my heart
The eye opens and I
I awake to the truth.
With each breath I take
this brokenness reveals itself
to be the purpose
of my existence.
Open wide the arms
preparing to embrace
the severity…
I cry out.
You hear me not
and I feel
and I feel…
The luring of
rebirth,
gentle and innocent.
As you make me
with this purpose
new again.
Again
and
again~
Monday, October 13, 2008
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