Newness

I am filled with a passion and a presence

of something

Entirely the same

Yet completely new.

Like the Ready Brek man

Surrounded on the inside with goodness.

Filled with an impenetrable coating

Of molten, shining red

Iron.

New on the inside

And totally radiant as I embrace this

New

Awareness of life and love, of beauty

Of confidence inside.

I am grace-filled

Love-kissed

Spoiled

In deep unknowable places.

Where only He can – and does –

Touch .

Raw, painful emotion

Healed.

Dull, dead

Nerve-endings

Alive.

Deadness

Gone.

Life

In its place.

Joy seeping

into the

cracks and crevasses

Of my soul.

As if born

Again

I’m becoming new

and newer each

Precious waking

Day.