I watched as my reflection burned
Starting from my heart to the whole of me
Slowly, as I said those words of surrender
Opened my eyes and found a pool of my tears
Tears that had stained the altar till they turned bright crimson
His blood for mine; I could almost taste it in the wine spooned to my lips
Death transcending to life; spirits exchanged
Cadre changed; darkness to light; slave to son…..
I watched as my last ruins melt into black soot
Taking with it the condemnation of my gory past.
Tick tock, tick tock, tick tock, just a second had passed.
I could hear the Pastor’s voice in between
In broken tune with my new heart beat.
“You’re born again”, He whispered
“I am born again” I affirmed
©Ayobami Ajayi 2018