Renew

Renew

Like a
thousand Teardrops
from a foreign Face
I watch wasted Water
washing Memories
off my mendable Window
and let
Rain..renew this
splendent Soul

Outside my obviously
scarred Skin
my Heart starts sipping Holy
love-lifted Liquor

cleansed by Cotton Clouds-
this very submissive Sky
vulnerably vanishs to
give Glory &
greets graciously
warm welcoming & Worthy
Sparkles of the surrendering Sun-
brought back by
You...

yes,
while I´m still yearning
in Your yielding Warmth
I begin to believe in Beauty
again,
within my shining
Self