Posted in Choka, October 2019

Mending the Broken Pieces

Broken windchimb

Discouraged, tearfully

I picked up the broken pieces.

Another trial.

Reaching for the Light of hope

To show me the way

I prayed for healing and strength

To mend broken wings

So I might fly, to try again

‘Til I reach heaven’s reward

Choka

OctPoWriMo 2019

Word Prompts:

Discouraged, Broken Wings, Healing,

Strength, Calm, Acceptance

“Our heart mends as our inner self—the central or innermost part of our identity—is wrapped around the Light inside of us, rather than around the people who have harmed us. This one small step changes the way we see things”. Suzanne Eller

                                                                                                       

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