in a desert stand to its daily scorching

to float without the second-hand moving
to live in one’s own music to the beat of one’s heart
and the heart though it’s broken many times over
keeps beating of life each moment a new start

something died in me beyond recognition
a part of the core of me I was unable to grasp
and before I awoke mourned loss I’d not bury
feared not death yet separation’s pain I’d clasp

‘who’ would come to inflict their vice on me
passiveness stood upright not to think into cause
such indelible harm a truth coming face to face
parch one’s lips of life water to feel a strike-force

brutal the blows leaving the marks to trace
not to seek to confront infliction but let it flow seeping
for forgiveness a natural inclination to a nature’s birth
into veins into life-blood for interminable keeping

an ablation to spirit a pain-filled miasmsa
anguish in shell-shock depletes a nature’s gladness state
wisdom’s face a wall of courage to retain a natural well
supply water made of un-shed tears to feed the will in wait

to float without the second-hand moving
to live in one’s own music to the beat of one’s heart
and the heart though it’s broken many times over
keeps beating of life each moment a new start

in a desert stand to its daily scorching

Del Millar

Joined November 2007

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a piece to encourage, to get through
the hard hard places we are taken to

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