.
I was stone
and you broke me
with your little
ways,
wearing into me,
like drops of water
cut a river
through a mountain.
.
Didn’t know I was
alive inside.
Though that I
long ago had died.
.
In the evening,
listing in the shadows
on my own.
You spoke the words
that awoke in me
some kind of sweet energy.
Found myself here,
curiosity
piqued
to your mystery.
.
You landed on top of me
with your wings
and described to me
things I had never seen.
Where had I been looking?
.
Got me to turn my eyes
towards the sky.
I didn’t know I had
all these other
parts of me.
.
Thought I was hands and skin,
brandishing
my life as a weapon.
you broke into me
like a thief
and took my heart outside.
.
So…
this is what it’s like to be alive.
.
It’s terrifying
and captivating.
Unusual
and bewildering.
.
There’s so much more
than me
out here.
.
Thank you
for breaking me open,
setting me free.
.
.
HG – 2021
How sweetly and simply communicated. Sometimes the most valuable things we experience are hard to convey and we make it complicated. You did it well
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Thank you. I’m glad you enjoyed it.
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