Life like a rose,
as petals dry,
falling off,
drip by drip.

Heart cracking,
Shattering like a delicate ceramic
Heart aching
Withdrawing with joyous assertion


As commanded,
slowly dying—
to self,
to life,
empty,
void,
to be filled,
to be much alive in Him

Silent is the process
But certain is the outcome
A fruitful vine in Him