cozy tent with bed and terrace on beach

a broken heart can mend and mend again, become a tent,

a patchwork of skins strung from pole to pole,

a temporary dwelling for God’s glory,

a foretaste of what is to come—

a heart can bend to that, learn to trust

in someone bigger than the one who broke it

in the first place,

forego the fear of Man,

become adept at telling a relatable story

around the fire, the gravitational centre of friends

seeking to open their hearts,


small patches to strengthen the whole, add beauty

This poem appears in my book ROSES IN WINTER.

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Published by Dayna E. Mazzuca

Contemplative Christian Poet, Author & Speaker

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