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           There are times, even still,
          numbness approaches cautiously,
             testing my growing hope
              alive in the aftermath
       of the Father's whispered promises~
      ~I refuse to even take the chain off,
         my heart's door only opens now
      to light, the darkness sent back to
         the places I used to run to...

   ...pain feels more real than being numb,
    & my tears fall freer when they come
        through the open door of love,
     rather than unforgiveness's locked one~

        Fragments of lingering memories
      creep into the corners of my dreams
           waking me, occasionally,
     to forgiveness I still need to free~

            Thrashing on my bed,
      anquish leaves it's bitter taste,
        regrets tempt my soul to waste
        more time living in yesterday,
       but you, precious in all you do,
       wake me to love breaking through
   the darkness that crept in while I slept,
   the light, banishing the night, the death,
       the life you remind me to choose
    since first below my heart you grew
    is pulsing through me more each day,
      as together, we pray, we play~
    
     It is Him who brings me through
          the lingering past
               to you~
       It is you who helps me do
   whatever I must to just love you,
       I'm to be your example,
      but, my child, you're mine,
      you return me to eternity
            as my focus,
       & this moment in time~
              *~*~*
                            ~By Anastazia Rowe~
                       Dedicated to my biggest blessing,
                       my daugter, my sister in Christ,
                             my little mirror,
                        my best friend on this earth
                         {next to Jesus, of course!}
                                     *~*~*