Elena Mihalachi Poet Free verse

In the Step of Morning Dance

you've been absent for a long time, as a whisper
colored pencils of living cells
I wasn't aware of which story to look for you in
without it, I have lost a lot
a leg
a hand 
a kidney
my head
until my heart was filled with longing
from the wooden lungs.
when you are in love with each other
at the core of the earth
thoughts have roots that twist
throughout all the sacrificial actions
to turn into a blessing despair.
an echo lost in the church bell reveals 
the truth through skeletons thrown into a hidden closet
sunlight sealed the door
wrapped up in the morning 
the lips in a step dance
after 100 years of breathing per minute, life begins.

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Silent One December 7, 2023 at 5:14 AM Great poetry Elena.. a shame you do not write more often.

Hiya Sharma September 27, 2023 at 8:11 PM "echo lost in the church bell reveals the truth through skeletons thrown into a hidden closet" Oh this is such a profound and deep write!! There are so many emotions yearning to come alive in this poem and one can really feel the ache flowing throughout.. The lines are very introspective and poignant and especially that ending "after 100 years of breathing per minute, life begins" Woah, that's very deep~ absolutely loved reading this.. Elena Mihalachi September 28, 2023 at 6:05 AM Thanks for your thoughts and for feeling my poem ^_^