Deeply carved into our skin
a secret is revealed;
a star belongs in each of us
when layers are repealed;
when knife meets flesh, the blood is drawn,
imbedding seeds of doubt –
but trials are the only way
our star is wrestled out.
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Meanwhile, Melody Muses... 
very beautiful!
Thank you, Linda!
This is So Great, Melody–up there with my favorites of yours! God bless you abundantly–love, Caddo
This is one of my favorites, too – as soon as I looked up and saw that star, I knew a poem was being born… 🙂
I can So relate!!
Our birches have such a hard time to survive around here… That’s a gorgeous tree.
The beach we were at was lined with them – it was so pretty.