The zenith of existence
is in the heart
joy of the spirit
love which does not part
Even when broken
things are hard
a healing process occurs
leaving a scar
Do I become bitter
cower in fear
become a slave
to whatever comes near
Do I choose
freedom to love again
power to experience joy
make new friends
Heart speaks to spirit
charging ahead
rising from what has been lost
wonder instead of dread
Out of the ashes
joy begins to arise
living life to the fullest
giving love that never dies
copyright 2022 Debbie Pierce
Piper's Adventures 
Lovely poem, Debbie. I very much enjoyed it.
Thank you. Have a wonderful day!