Onyx Heart

The heart was

Onyx

hard and

black with hurt.

 

A trail of white hope

strove to survive.

 

A chip, then a small crack

etched it’s way through the black,

wearing away pain.

 

Disappointment was dusted away

and hope had room to grow.

 

The crack gathered strength

and blackness was shattered off.

White hope remained.

 

A new heart began

expanding and contracting,

receiving hope,

giving life.

Once more able to beat.

 

 

 

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