Haven of newness

In the haven of newness
I see, my source of hope.
This newness; it’s His; now mine.
My newness.
I am safe in this newness.
His newness; my newness.
Nothing matters in this newness. 
Everything is alright in this newness. 
I am sheltered; I am reborn.
I am overwhelmed.
I feel, but differently.
I live, I die, in this newness.

By Emmanuel Johnson

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