An incorrigible hagengages my loneliness –like an assassin sniffing outany scent of vulnerability I am lowering standardsthis history of imprisonmentenabling inappropriate openings I cry for new perspectiveponder after boundariesintending to defend Like an unwanted bullseyeI am pursued on repeatmalice considering mea problem to be solved Who is this old womanwhose thoughts are daggerswho calls upon […]
I know that abyss –swallowed up as I waspunch-drunk on darkness Bled as I emerged,each reach a scrape –there was release too Revived now, I honourthat passage, recognizethe making of a woman. (Making of a Woman first appeared here, December 2021. Image: self portrait in ink)
Gibran’s The Prophet was a favorite of mine when I was young, and still is. So much wisdom there.
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Indeed.
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Profound layers of wisdom.
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So true, Eugi
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It takes a lot of living to reach that level of understanding and acceptance.
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It sure does!
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The words sing and dance as well. (K)
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They do!
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Wow – incredible. Isn’t it funny the tidbits we store until we’ve lived enough life to understand?
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Absolutely. Well said, Wynne.
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Such depth in this verse. Lovely share
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❤️
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What a profound verse.
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