Reborn Heart

Monday, May 18, 2020

If my old life could see me now 
it would be astonished by the 
steady rhythms of my reborn heart.
It would watch me count the passage of time by how the long birds take to bathe 
in cool muddy puddles, near the farmhouse.
Wearing my hair naturally, I let each curl find a place of its own,
as I open my heart to whispers of warmth,
and the promises He illustrates with each morning sunrise.

This piece was printed in Issue 2 of Resolute Magazine.

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