Born Again

My mind is at ease,
peaceful as can be.
There is a calm.
I am free.

My heart is whole again,
pure as it should be,
not poisoned by the weight of this world.
I am free.

My soul is singing a song of freedom,
not caged up like an animal that should be out in nature.
I can spread my wings and fly.
I am free.

God is my light.
Today I prayed from my heart
without weight or compromise.
I am finally free.

My Prayer Confession

I often pray for many things,
materialism sometimes tops the list
of my premeditated prayers.

Many times I forget to open my heart,
or better yet, pray from it.

Praying sometimes seemed like a chore
that I hurried to get done,
after I have exhausted myself with worries and stress,
only to feel emptier and more deserted
after my attempt at laying all my burdens down
at God’s feet.