Broken Art to Red Letters

Written scars fading in the shadows
failing to express true feeling,
shallow imagery enhancing,
yet - coming up short on healing.

Pretty rhymes dancing upon the page
twisting in delight - all sounding nice,
painting a picture disguised in art,
yet - bleeding shame still pays a price.

Pages stained with the ink of life
pain spoken; still captured in my heart,
grief's burden tip toes through my strife,
yet - it stills tears my heart apart.

Creative words left to weave unaware,
even when rearranged, they miss the mark,
empty phrases echo without heart,
melody of rhythm – singing in the dark…

Red letters delight – deep and lasting,
transforming lives, enhancing meaning;
hope spoken through the love displayed,
our pain – yet with His love intervening.

Good news healing broken pages,
stories rewritten through the lens of grace;
refreshing beauty - dancing in His light,
resting secure in His kind embrace.

Note; "red letters" is referring to the words of Jesus