Pain And Love
©gabryshak
As I fell upon wounded knee
lightning tore across the sky.
The only sound of thunder
was a cry from my heart.
Silently, my tears watered the earth.
I knelt, as if captured there in stone.
The wind blew gently back my hair
with such sweet softness,
pure and tender as your touch.
The darkness was heavy upon my shoulders,
but within my mind was warmth of light
accompanied by whispers
of a dignified world.
There came to me weepings
of heaven conquering hell,
stretching across seven shades of lavender.
Echoes emotionally drenched
with pain and love …
And somehow,
I understood.
Pain And Love
i do not question the thoughts that are laid upon my heart, but rather write them down as they are poured from my soul, line by line as you see them here. none of my writings have ever been edited.
among the indians of the pacific northwest, the verb for “making poetry” is the same as the verb “to breathe”
purehart05, 6 months ago
I love the line “I knelt, as if captured there in stone.
gabryshak in reply to purehart05’s comment, 19 days ago
purehart, just wanted to thank you for stopping by, and sharing what moves you~ apologize this is sooooooooo late