Birth of Soul

by LIMITLESS

Letting go of the past I cast stones at the image in mirror,

burying this Historic figure,

which triggered the self destruct, beneath pens and needles;

now!

I touch the real flesh,

of heart,

this pliable form starts expressing freedom

When

I fled to that which bled from Son my GOD, JESUS CHRIST, WON

the battle for me, before me, the way was paved when skin tore

from skin torn

I AM

a blood born

Christ-in-Heartian

Christian