My Heart's Metamorphosis Poem by Maurice Harris

Do not believe, for one single, solitary moment,
That time's abate lessens my heart's lament-
Nor remove your responsibility for my pain;
Who I was that tragic November morning
Will never again be-yet, I remember mourning
The loss of same, though, now it is my gain;
This was the genesis of my transfiguration:
From the rubble of my near-complete devastation,
Came my rebirth-one for which I could've ne'er prepared.
From the depths of my heartbreak so tragic,
Came an epiphanic acceptance of something so magic:
A person I could have never known, came from a heart unprepared;
My life was inexorably altered by another's deceit,
Yet, I chose metamorphosis, instead of defeat!

- Maurice Harris,10 December 2010