Tenderness replaces tears in my eyes
Tension in the already redeemed, but not yet glorified
Redemption that lies in the forgiveness that I did not fully understand
Until the day I was called to mend
The fractals of fragile snowflakes— already shattered
Like the lightening that halted our breath
And mirrored the youthful electricity that we once held in our hands
Synapses that once were, now start to fade
Eroding the memories they once contained
Yet, you remain my forever muse
A lens through which the future I choose
To see is one where
Tenderness replaces tears in my eyes
Tension in the already redeemed, but not yet glorified
subcortical songs 