In depth
Pain speaks
A disconnected silent scream
A small voice whose only connection is through an even smaller voice
Verdant images
Sucking mud and burning stumps
A love betrayed and forgiven through loss
Water crashes and the small self drowns
New life birthed again through the waters of the great mother ocean
With this love
With this passion
Filed under: Poem | Tagged: abuse, love, mute, passion, silence, the piano
