Anastasis - a poem

Every scar has a story.
Each speaks 
of a journey traveled; 
each an altar 
to divine encounter.
Do not devalue them
or attempt to rid life 
of their indelible marks
their lines,
their invisible presence.
They are sacred;
sacrament of resurrection.
Name them Anastasis.
  — bshivers 


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