ENDOMETRIOSIS
A 4-hand composition in 4 movements
by Renu & Daubmir
I am swept into the core of existence
from which all things arise and
into which all things converge
I am churned by the waves of light
and the husk of worldly wisdom parts
revealing the core of my soul
I am atomised into molecules of love
where satisfaction cannot reside
and despair mutilates the senses
I am hurled into the temple of fire
where my dusts are burned
And the true splendor of love disclosed
2 Comments:
תגובה זו הוסרה על ידי מנהל המערכת.
I've changed a couple of words, both in mine and yours...
Perhaps we should stop here: the poem seems complete with your closure.
Your words join up nicely with mine - grazie, bella indiana!
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