Plastic Flowers

I loved you, at your darkest.” Romans 5:8

My Coffin Confessional

what boxed secrets 
lay hidden
buried deep
within the grave 

I pause, reflecting
on my own heart's coffin 
buried deep 
above the grave

Zephyr's breath exhales
His words echo through the tombs 
"nothing is covered that won't be revealed
or hidden that will not be made known..."  
 
convicted, I genuflect in the dirt 
with empty, open hands
I lay down my offering
of plastic flowers

at the weathered cross
a cracked marker for a broken life
Zephyr whispers his word 
that rips the veiled box in two 

kneeling at the foot 
of the memorial stone
I whisper my coffin confessional
tears wash the stone's plastic flowers 

communion breaks 
consecrating my coffin confessional 
that heals the stone's crack
His Mercy whispers: "Forgiven, now go in Peace."   

Whoever conceals his transgressions will not prosper, but he who confesses and forsakes them will obtain mercy.Proverbs 28:13

“Forgiven, now go in peace.” Luke 7:48-50

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