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her unfueled
reminiscences, held,
pressed hard, cold,
mountain-ed;
she boils somewhere
inside
her consciousness
running roots,
grows high,
reaching skyward, reflects;
in green canopy,
she breathes
under her shade we
built traps,
under our concrete
shades she boils
fueling her memories, melts dangerously,
running cracks all
over the existence;
the art of Kintsugi
calls,
bring in lacquer and
golden herbs,
soothe her wounds
she is the depth of ourselves…
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"running cracks all over the existence" This direly needs that golden touch, like ourselves sometimes. Nice.
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DeleteThe art of appreciation is seeing beauty in even broken things for even that hurt can be soothed away as you say.
ReplyDeleteYes...that's the way I believe....
DeleteAh, the crux of it all is in your final, insightful line, "...she is the depth of ourselves." Perfect!
ReplyDeleteThank you so much!
DeleteLove that art of mending Sreeja ~
ReplyDeletelove your comments...!!
DeleteInteresting idea how the depths of ourselves boil under concrete shades.
ReplyDeleteyes...we and our earth...thank you!
DeleteWhile I was reading, I watched a tree grow, and then saw that she and I mirrored each other. I have heard healers say that working on my spine they work on their own, that healing is self treatment too. I love here the contrast of the cold and the boiling, the unfueled and the fueled.
ReplyDeletePowerful writing.
Yes...when we heal ourselves a part of everything heals...then we can heal others...everything is so interconnected.....!
DeletePowerful imagery, relatable to trees and humans. Running cracks all over the existence....great line. Love the art of Kintsugi.
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DeleteWonderfully painted. She is alive in me.
ReplyDeleteThank you and may she live long....!!
DeleteSuch an exquisite metaphor.Healing does come from within.
ReplyDeletethank you so much...yes from within!
DeleteBeautiful. I especially love "she is the depth of ourselves".
ReplyDeleteThank you so much!!
Delete" the art of Kintsugi calls,
ReplyDeletebring in lacquer and golden herbs,
soothe her wounds "
I like the way you have expressed this..sometimes the wounds do need to be soothed.
Thank you so much..!!
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