Born Again

Born Again

Each night I shed my skin
and take it off
look within
to see what remains
after each imperfect thing
I could be condemned for.

Out of the ashes
I am leaving
to capture life and begin
on this same narrow road
prepared a long time
wholly good and wholly mine
where cracks and crookedness 
are all apart of a beautiful design.

on mended wings-
broken once-
will spread them wide
to take flight
above the hills and many mountains
to a destination

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