Drifting

Itโ€™s okay,
the swells that break at your waist.
The movements that shatter
and make you rethink
your pain.

Shards
welcome the blood
and itโ€™s okay.
We are the wounds that open with the sun
and bend the horizon
to project our grace.

We are drifting
and itโ€™s okay.
The gentle rocking
will ease our ache.

Iโ€™m swollen
Inside your broken embrace.
With each passing hurt
the pictures fade.
But I know the moon will lead the way
and wherever we end
it will be okay.

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2 comments

    1. Thank you, Allegra! Practicing mercy and grace can be tough, but in the long-term, it’s always the most rewarding. ๐Ÿ™‚

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