The drought breaks.
Grace enters.
Compassion pours into a heart,
Encased in concrete.
Resistance yields to Beloved’s tears.
Worthlessness and shame wash away.

Body softens.
Eyes glow.
Heart whispers,
Be vulnerable.
A rigid heart shatters.

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