Pieta
Mother hold me between
light and darkness
against your thundering
heart,
my ear above the deep well
of your breast,
Will you sigh with
me and will you cry
for me
spread the sky for me
to cover me
over.
Take away the sins
of the world,
Erase the cancer of
experience.
Roll the hard stones and
broken glass
of it all in tumbling
swells, until
it becomes sand again
I will disappear (thank you)
will be unraveled by your tears (blessing)
my ashes
under the stars
dissolved by your love.
Copyright © Paul Love | Year Posted 2019
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