Thursday 10 August 2017

the need of a golden touch



























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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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22 comments:

  1. "running cracks all over the existence" This direly needs that golden touch, like ourselves sometimes. Nice.

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  2. The art of appreciation is seeing beauty in even broken things for even that hurt can be soothed away as you say.

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  3. Ah, the crux of it all is in your final, insightful line, "...she is the depth of ourselves." Perfect!

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  4. Love that art of mending Sreeja ~

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  5. Interesting idea how the depths of ourselves boil under concrete shades.

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  6. While 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.
    Powerful writing.

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    1. Yes...when we heal ourselves a part of everything heals...then we can heal others...everything is so interconnected.....!

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  7. Mother Wintermoon11 August 2017 at 05:35

    Powerful imagery, relatable to trees and humans. Running cracks all over the existence....great line. Love the art of Kintsugi.

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  8. Wonderfully painted. She is alive in me.

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  9. Such an exquisite metaphor.Healing does come from within.

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  10. Beautiful. I especially love "she is the depth of ourselves".

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  11. " the art of Kintsugi calls,
    bring in lacquer and golden herbs,
    soothe her wounds "

    I like the way you have expressed this..sometimes the wounds do need to be soothed.

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