Ashlie Ariel


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I have awoken

Gently anxious

Beautifully broken

I have stretched

My slim and sculpted

Arms with

Weak and aching


I have hoisted

My young yet faulty

Beautiful though broken

Aching body

I have lifted

My old and gentle

Bold though graceful

Soul inside me

And within me

All that cries


“Holy, holy

Lord God Almighty.”

And I taste heaven,

Healing, glory  –

I both know and feel –

That these sufferings

Cannot be compared

To the glory that will be


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