Posted in Breathing under water

The unsaid…

“The breezes at dawn have secrets to tell you
Don’t go back to sleep!”― Rumi


Some things remain unsaid
but words have resonance,
they echo in heart chambers,
they wake us before dawn
and desire articulation…

the pain needs to be exsanguinated
however deadly it may seem!

there’s a brutal truth that lies deep
in the bosom of heartache
it festers
if left
it longs to be known
to be expunged
from its self-made gallows…

and yet there’s fear
in this witches’ brew
this potion
this spell of deceit
that grew up in us…

How do we untangle the words and let them come forth without lacerating ourselves and others in the process?…




I am an unknown introvert who desires to touch the world with a little bit of magic...

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