I Received Love
I have been in a place
where silver shards fell from stars,
leaving black spikes to pierce me,
safety dissolved in a puddle of ruby red.
There was nowhere to run.
I faced the bare teeth of life,
and before I could breathe,
I was swallowed by darkness.
I stood in the night,
like a bare-boned tree,
lifting many arms to the sky,
pleading for help.
My prayers were answered.
I took refuge in the eyes
of one whose skin I never touched,
but who reached beyond the flesh
so deep, I heard entrancing echoes
bounce off a thousand walls.
I buried these sounds in silk tears,
lapping waves that washed away sorrow,
creating a space for singing violins.
Hands clasped the slender waist
of my feelings, tossing them into silk dreams
My God, I received love.
What a powerful and affecting poem - very well written
ReplyDelete"My prayers got answered" The best & safest space one can be in. The image of the bare teeth of life, bare bone tree lifting its many arms and being consumed by darkness is chilling and heartbreaking. A beautiful poem.
ReplyDelete"My prayers got answered" - how wonderful! That line is the heart and soul of your little poem.
ReplyDeleteWe all pray to Heaven (God, the universe, the super power) for help when we're in some kind of danger. I constantly pray to God to prevent danger. I believe in His protection, and like you I also feel I get love.
Wow! Such splendid imagery! "shining silver fell of stars
ReplyDeleteleaving black spikes to cut me
safety dissolved in a puddle of ruby red . . . "
In these days, LOVE and its "singing violins" is the best feeling of safety. Thank you.
I like the split you have created between the two stanzas. The first stanza feels of blood and bone, but the second is of touch and skin even if it is "never felt" it creates a sense of wholeness to a being.
ReplyDeleteThis is so lovely. What wonderful imagery, and what a huge love! It is lovely to read you, Marja!
ReplyDeleteWhat an awesome adventure!
ReplyDeleteThank you Marja for dropping by to read mine
Much❤🕊❤
What a passionately told lyrical poem. A pray answered, and to know it is answered, is a blessing, indeed.
ReplyDeleteVery well written!
ReplyDeleteWhat a beautiful poem that seemed to acknowledge the love and sympathy for all New Zealanders by your leader.
ReplyDeleteWhat a wonderful thing to have your prayers answered when you have reached the depths of despair.
ReplyDeleteBeautifully written poem, Marja!
ReplyDeleteGlad to read this phrase of your poem: "My prayers got answered"....
ReplyDeleteMay god bless you, yours and all of us
A great poem and super photo.
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