vein vanity

blood courses through a vein

lapping elbow and knee

thrum, thrum, flow, flow

to God’s heartbeat – it loves

the course of a life changed

like a weather vane from one –

way to another

one hundred and eighty degrees

recreated from broken pieces

redeemed with ultimate joy

in the conquest of self

the vain unregulated motives

gone replaced by delight.