swimming in form, my old life is on fire.
i let go of my rock to build my own foundation.
i am torn between his comforts and the cries of my spirit.
i have come alive in the strangeness of it all,
the heartbreak as the resurrection.
by Rachel Lynch
swimming in form, my old life is on fire.
i let go of my rock to build my own foundation.
i am torn between his comforts and the cries of my spirit.
i have come alive in the strangeness of it all,
the heartbreak as the resurrection.