.
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
Thank you. I’m glad you enjoyed it.