From the wellspring…

“In your light, I learn how to love. In your beauty, how to make poems. You dance inside my chest where no-one sees you, but sometimes I do, and that sight becomes this art.”
― Rumi

the sea

from the wellspring
of a broken heart,
death’s brutality
had torn me apart…
spilling divinity
from the wound,
where grief’s sinew
had been exhumed… And words
overflow
from the source,
making prose a holy force…
not my words
alone,
just pickings
from my bones…
where light had infiltration,
grace allows
to raise
vibration…

©AllysoAlly2019

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