This same life,
only a short time ago,
was like birthing pains
for a child already gone;
but now-
is warm
As though everything has been swelling
to fullness
and wholeness
Evening brings
resilience I have never known.
Kind, steady,
arms tight around me even in sleep
Climb over the rubble,
where the air is cool,
where everything seems to whisper
“Do you not know
that you are innocent?”
And gradually,
the years fall away;
gradually
the grief dissolves-
this same life

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