A fragile, weary heart, gives way to the indefatigable power of love; <br />As though Divine Providence, from the Heavens above, <br />I was literally reborn-into the loving embrace <br />Of an Angel, who comforted this haggard soul, in search only, of solace; <br />No one else, but I, could take their place, amongst the chosen- <br />Where the erstwhile ravages that time bestows, are frozen, <br />Then reversed, in a most miraculous fashion; <br />This is an enigmatic truism that defies any attempt at logic or ration. <br />I but know of its resplendent reality, <br />Because I am a product of this causality: <br />Heaven itself may be envisaged in her angelic eyes- <br />Yet, I too, was afeared, until I began to realize <br />That resistance of any kind, to this beneficence <br />Is futile, so I offer infinite thanks, and a most humble acceptance! <br /> <br />-Maurice Harris,1 December 2011<br /><br />Maurice Harris<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/a-heart-s-metamorphosis-gain-from-my-strength/
