That lovely comfort
“the cracks are where
the light gets through”

but now
I know that my heart
is not broken

it is welded together
with the steel fibers
of scar tissue

and each beat beat beat
pulses with the power
of forgiveness

the turning of clay
into a vessel
to hold and hold and hold

an overflowing well
of the love
that passes understanding

given to me
through the death and resurrection
of my soul.

Joella March 24, 2021