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She let him see what others couldn’t, opened closets and emptied drawers and exposed her viscera. She fully expected him to flinch, toss her back (a fish out of water, the one who got away) but he didn’t. Instead, his tears met hers and formed a river, a magnificent fountain, rivulets which thickened like blood.…
She let him see what others couldn’t,
opened closets
and emptied drawers
and exposed her viscera.
She fully expected him to flinch,
toss her back
(a fish out of water,
the one who got away)
but he didn’t. Instead,
his tears met hers
and formed a river, a magnificent
fountain, rivulets which thickened
like blood. She revealed her nakedness
and he, finding her soul to
be more than oxygen,
found the pearl of great price
within her imperfection.
May I reblog this? Ahh what courage!!
It DOES take courage – more than I can muster some days. Yes, go ahead – thanks!
such strength
through
the courage
of vulnerability
A truly beautiful thing, that courage you describe. Thank you!
Wow; really lovely!
Thanks! I’ve been grappling with accepting my own flaws – it’s easier to accept botanical ones… 🙂
A pearl; the most beautiful of jewels 🙂
And as with all things of value, forged under difficult circumstances! 🙂
Reblogged this on Bastet and Sekhmet and commented:
Such a beautiful poem…we extol perfection but perfection is not of this world…we should extol perfectioning perhaps but above all acceptance with love. Thanks for this message.
Thanks Bastet! 🙂
Lovely…xo Joanne
Thanks Joanne! 😉
Ahhh, would my beloved be as such upon our first meeting…. methinks he would be, yet there is always that little sliver of doubt….
You have captured the entire essence, the fear and hope enmeshed, that this piece explores! (Good luck with that….) 🙂
It does take great strength and courage–some days I have more in stock than others. God bless you BIG–love, sis Cj
Thanks CJ! 🙂 I seem to have that unpredictable amount of both qualities, too – it helps to remember where my true Strength lies…
But…her imperfection is perfect! Truly.
I am learning to see things differently, to appreciate flaws and accept failure more as a part of life than as a total disaster. It is freeing to learn to see others (and myself) through a lens of grace rather than a standard of impossible perfection…
It is indeed freeing, I’m learning that too…
Yay for us!!! 😀
This is a beautiful poem, such truth and honesty…. such hope. Thank you for sharing your words and wisdom. xx
Thank you very much for entering the journey with me! 🙂
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Wonderful poem, dear, one of your best. 🙂 E
Thanks Eric!
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