Render-rent stem from which scent erupted,
Parallels my soul, corrupted,
Whose save-soul beauty is God-granted fragrance,
And it is the essence
Of a spirit-sigh released from sin’s groping roots.
© 2019 by H.C. Morris
Render-rent stem from which scent erupted,
Parallels my soul, corrupted,
Whose save-soul beauty is God-granted fragrance,
And it is the essence
Of a spirit-sigh released from sin’s groping roots.
© 2019 by H.C. Morris
I love this, Heather. Beauty from brokenness is becoming the lens through which I see the world. And I love how poetry gives the freedom to paint with words!
Thank you so much, Gracie! I tried to write a poem similar in style to one of my favorite poets, Gerard Manley Hopkins. You should check him out!