I believe in my heart that when
The wounded heart sunk within the depth of God sings
It rises from the pond alive
As if new-born.
I believe in my heart that what I wring from myself
To tinge life-s canvas
With red of pallid hue, thus cloaking it
In luminous garb.
Creed
Gabriela Mistral
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