Rebirth

Standard

flower on a cliff

Unexpectedly,

a typical tumble in the turbid monotony of the mundane,

metamorphoses into a molting of denial,

a moving manifestation of humility.

 

Hope spins in spirals,

shooting sparks across my soul,

granting me a glimpse of Grace.

Advertisements

4 responses »

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out / Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out / Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out / Change )

Google+ photo

You are commenting using your Google+ account. Log Out / Change )

Connecting to %s