Wednesday, March 11, 2020

offering




h e a r t   


expanded,

bursting at the seam s ,

laid bare 

for those who can hear it




I sing, 

soul open wide,

my body

a vessel

filled 

to be poured out and emptied



go ahead,

feel

trace the bumps and lines

 of my scars

and feel the quiver of 

your own




take it

as a gift 

from the giver and beyond

an offering of love,

a healing

balm