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Divine Language

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Divine Language

If my gift was a box of shadows
would I finger the ribbon lightly
feeling the pleasure of the softness
of the silk against my skin.

Or do I tear this tingling sensation open
with velocity and clenched jaw
in trepidation and anticipation.

Every word

that moves

my soul

an inch forward,

becomes

the stitching

that holds

my heart

steady.

I am bathed and overwhelmed
in the beauty
of expressive connection.

Divine language intertwined
with chance meetings

Forever let me speak from the dirt
that birthed me.

I am humbly entwined
with the muddy magic
of the deepest soul name.

My lifeblood clots
and thickens at the pen.

I shudder off responsibilities
to wrestle naked
with this blank page.

Carve my name in ink to the evermost

Words forever call me.

{ 2 comments… add one }
  • Sarah Jensen August 17, 2016, 10:25 am

    Your words are magic beautiful. Never stop writing.

    • Megan September 11, 2016, 7:21 am

      Thank you so much babe. Love you. And I promise I never will xx

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