Resurrection

A bleeding heart,

A song in my head, 

Words with no voice, 

A temple of regrets. 

A raging storm, 

A silent wanderer,

Pebbled streets,

Weathered heels.

I look back,

To see what I had,

What seemed like a lot,

Is now naught.

A past forgiven,

A lonely tree,

A weary soul,

Is laid to rest.

A resurrection,

A new me,

A new world,

A new journey.

 - Eisha