Rumi
Your heart is the frail vessel
containing the power of the winds.
It carries you, wholesomely,
in tiny pieces of crystal
through the liquid night.
Let your spirit be still,
amid the throbs of pain
sculpting deeper chambers in your heart.
God's Love runs deep.
Copyright © Roxane Aristy | Year Posted 2019
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