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the tender rush

cracks formed in stone
I'd thought long hardened
the heart spilling out
meekly first, before
the tender rush
into brilliant light
radiant, hot, dangerous
the brilliance of your love
shines upon my spilling heart
and sets my mind aglitter
with little joys and little worries
sets my mind spinning
when you are afar and
yet when you are near
mind and heart are lucid, clear
as a cloudless night

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Beata Agustin

Date: 2/4/2025 10:01:00 PM

Thanks for sharing this... exposing your thoughts through your unique poetic style. Welcome to Poetry Soup. I welcome you with the love of the Lord, expressed by John 3:16 of the Bible, "For God so loved the world, that he gave his only begotten Son, that whosoever believeth in him should not perish, but have everlasting life." Be blessed.

Quoth Theraven

Date: 2/1/2025 10:54:00 PM

The finer things you bring with you, not carry as baggage. Though some may not, I'd suggest try to keep that tenderness close. Wear it as a second skin. But what do I know. -Richard

mou col
Date: 2/1/2025 11:27:00 PM

Thank you, Richard. I'll do that. -dave