New Start, My Heart
I drew my head back and howled at the moon.
My heart bled down my chest, red pooling at my feet.
Why, oh why? I asked.
Weakness, exhaustion, and depression.
The moon set and the sun rose.
I drew my head back and squinted at the suns rising.
Sore, but no more bleeding, my heart’s beat was strong.
Thank you, oh thank you.
I said.
Recovery, stability, and strength.
I drew my head back and smiled at the noon sun.
My heart’s rhythm in time, happiness.
New start, my heart.
I said.
Rest, peace, and joy.
