Heart

The heart breaks open willingly
to offer its embrace,
and spread its bounty graciously;
to all who would partake.
With no demand for recompense,
and no attempt to judge,
the source of love is offered,
in bleeding sacrifice.
Upon the crucifix of life,
it hangs in soulful beat,
reminder of the selfless gift;
God's grace in pure release.
Nailed upon time's timbered cross,
it drapes throughout the years,
an image of surrender;
an offering of peace.
In fluid, echoed memory,
in song of steady beat,
it marks the many moments,
when we connect and grieve.