Hand to hand.
A piece of your heart
Give to the last
The first piece recieved back
Swallowed by poison
Raging and bubbling
Words roared and shackles locked.
The piece darkens the rest of your heart
As you bow helpless
And anger rolls off in waves.
A Stanger leans over
Offering his whole heart.
As you take it and listen,
The darkness shrinks away.
You pray for forgiveness,
The shackles break.
Your free now.

You allow you heart to accept the light.
Hope rushes in.
You hand a piece of your heart.
You speak of hope in the light
And of this stranger in your testimony.
As a new lost person accepts the seed of your heart
Allowing it to flourish
To grow.
Their shackles break.
The light
The hope
And in the stranger
Named Jesus,
They are hope