Life and all its haunting songs
Lives to bleed and heal and die
Oft we should be grateful here
That we are born again.
Filed under poetry
Tagged as Circles, Poem, Poetry, Reflections
even with all of life’s trials and tribulations there is just an unexplainable comfort in being able to be born again…
I suppose you are right…
Probably a good thing.
Definitely grateful to be born again–all of the other will soon pass far from me.
Ha! I actually wasn’t thinking of that kind of born-again… but it does kind of fit… except that the title then becomes confusing… I love how other people make me re-think about my own words and the different things they could mean! I’ll have to give that some consideration. Thank you much Miss Veil!
Well, no matter–and you’re welcome, anyway.
Very fitting for my situation right now. Thanks, it’s lovely!
Yes, i understood it in the New Testament sense too so I will rethink it. The New Testament sense is the only kind of being born again that means anything to me so I was biased but I will rethink it as well.
It is interesting how readers’ comments make us rethink our own words, isn’t it? I think I am so unambiguous…
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