leaning into the heartbeat

I feel the steady thrum of the heartbeat
pulsate
gently as I lean over and close my eyes.
peaceful. assuring.

A comforting counterpoint to my despair,
the heartbeat calms my fears, bringing my
heartbeat
in synch with its own; slowly, assuredly.

Dreams emerge I thought long forgotten;
memories of childhood hopes reappear,
rhythmic
songs of redemption for a call not banished.

Vivid images unveil a scroll of hope, flashing
penetrating
glimpses of that which could be; that which
is to come, should I only dare to trust

the heartbeat of the one upon whom I lean. it
pulsates
with assuring grace, causing me to open my
eyes and look into those of Jesus.

22 October 2008 by Glen Alan Woods