I Am Newly Made

He silently descended
on a warm, gentle breeze
to caress my broken heart.

Finding all the fragments,
of days long gone,
and memories torn apart.

Tender caresses,
lovingly brushed my cheek,
attempting to wipe away my tears.

His song cried out,
capturing all the pain
I had held in for so many years.

I wailed with him;
a lament of old,
releasing all that pain.

Watching as it collected
in a reflective pool,
before disappearing again.

Somehow he absorbed it,
taking it within himself,
and carried it for me.

Then I truly saw Him,
and the sacrifice,
that ultimately set me free.

I am not worthy,
Forgive me, I cried,
falling to my knees.

There I knelt,
with a world of others,
making the very same pleas.

Rise, my child,
you are free;
the price has already been paid.

He spoke to me,
while talking to all,
Rise, you are newly made.

I stood and stared
awhile at Him,
until He disappeared from sight.

I am with you always,
words floating on the air,
morning, noon and night.

Peace settled in,
wrapping its feathery tendrils
across my tender soul.

I am newly made,
my light shines bright,
for Jesus paid my toll.

© Leslie C Dobson

If you liked this poem, you can find additional ones on the poetry page of Leslie’s website.

Published by Leslie Dobson

Leslie has been writing since she was a young child, first with poetry and short stories and later with song lyrics, young adult stories and inspirational sayings. She is a multi-genre author and her blogs and books come when and where the Spirit leads.

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