She is a firebird
Her battered heart
Lies in a polished
Jade
A riverbed of
Compassion
She is new
Every morning
Her soul thirsts
Finding the source
Like a breath
She is risen
Wondrous works
In an ordinary life
Her heart sparks
This tiny organ
Controlling so much
Power
Gracious and
Merciful
It is love
The passage
That rains on us
With blessings
Of abundance
We are handed the
Key
She turns it
Fist over heart
And a bow
What will she find
Inside.