Paper Birds

THIS GREATLY HEALS US…TOO! SHE IS IN FLOWER—WRITING LOVELY TO BEHOLD! ūüôā

House of Heart

I have unfolded us

like origami,

dissected our borders,

the shadowed corners

of secrets

I have forced into

the light to mourn

like small bones of

birds, somehow sacred.

I have renamed

us where every

memory is not an

ache beneath my ribs

and every  thought is not

an assault on the dead.

I am the flush of peony

the color of healing scars.

pink carnations

google art

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About Jonathan Caswell

Poet, author, servant of God the Heavenly father and the Lord Jesus Christ...working out his salvation with fear and trembling. - Not trusting in his own deeds, but depending totally upon the finished sacrificial work of Jesus Christ to be, by God's reckoning, a new creature, clothed in Christ's righteousness...which mortal humankind can never attain by their own weak efforts, apart from faith in Christ's work on our behalf. - College-educated, yet wise enough to see that what a man does will not be his ultimate identity nor affect how God sees him or her. - Called by God to do a very difficult thing...apart from God's grace, mercy and strength...to love the sinner (which we all--by nature--are) but hate the sin, which is only paid through Christ, God's Son, - My own God-given gift is that of being a Poet..showing that in all parts of life...God has a loving part in it...as hard as that is to always understand or perceive...given life's realities! Come join me on my journey of discovery?.

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