sharp as a blade
pierced deep into the soul
Now I carry
a gentle songbird
nestled within my chest
like early mist
touches the spirit
quenching desolate hearts
awakening silent tales
I now sow
a meadow of kindness
Blossoms of faith
unfold tender and radiant
no longer a blade
becomes a silken thread
tying hearts together
uniting distant shores
a spinner of dreams
braiding threads of light
mending scars
painting visions anew
With each phrase
I breathe grace and healing
lifting sorrow’s weight
from this world
