Her heart of hearts records the pain, Places where deep scars remain; Damaged tissues bear the strain, Warped and twisted soul. Kissed by Light, and coaxed by rain, Wounded places bloom again, Every scar croons fresh refrain – Wrinkles make her whole. Filed under: A Wounded Heart, Faith, Healing, Hope, Nature, Poetry, Recovery Tagged: beauty, […]
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