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I found a feeling I’d lost

A year ago when I tossed her from my side

Fear and pride refused my pleading

To open myself wide enough to confide in her for healing

But, this morning I saw a seed

Split the deep ground and sprout

A new kind of love out of me



And, here comes the rain

Gently covering the grain

And, now, love is blooming in a barren field

A flower amongst needles



My heart knew only light

But, could not recognize without shadow

The parched meadow inside

Until the delicate petals up-sprung from the shallows

Of thirst quenched ground

And, allowed knowledge to unfold

A new kind of love within me



This morning felt so out of character

So out of place even Grace felt unfamiliar

And, now that dead knows desire

The darkness that once grappled must cower to the light



And, here comes the rain

Gently covering the grain

And, now, love is blooming in the barren field

As a flower uproots the needles

And, sews a new kind of love into the field