Here is the passion
here is the fire
my heart has been longing for.
Here is the language
my tongue could not put words to.
here is the fire
my heart has been longing for.
Here is the language
my tongue could not put words to.
My ordinary life is torn asunder
to reveal
a shell, exquisitely fashioned
creating and reflecting light
creating and reflecting beauty.
The façade of ordinariness
is shattered
into thousands of fragments
and I am left whole
untouched, unsullied
full of light and beauty.
is shattered
into thousands of fragments
and I am left whole
untouched, unsullied
full of light and beauty.
Here is the passion
here is the fire
my heart has been longing for.
© 16 Apr 16
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