I heard my heart crack
as it ripped in two.
It fell with a thwack!
as a cold breeze blew.
I watched it lifeless
on the marble floor.
It fell with lightness
and it beats no more.
On my knees askew,
I try to piece it together,
scraping up tissue
in a futile endeavour.
I plead to passersby
and meet with blank stares.
They leave me to die
alone in my despair.
Yet when all hope is lost,
I was brought to You,
Your blood the high cost
to give me a heart anew.
The Lutheran Column 