Second time around …

At the core
we are we
bones of past,
sculpted on ours, undeniably
moved, and converted
by choice and circumstance
in synchrony, and by it
we offer and accept
with the bravery of the innocent
much like before, nothing else
just the moment in our hearts,
that lifetime
when,
we say yes, again.

a dawn bird

In response to Word of the Day Challenge – Saturday : Propose