Salvation

It is only love that will save us from the wreckage

That will bring warmth once again

To a fire that burned itself out here

Deep inside our wounded hearts

Over the all the darkest years of our remorse

 

It is only love that can provide the much needed rescue for a soul

That feels itself defeated

Never realising that a victory is often inauthentic

If not borne from the shattered bones of despair

Ground down to uncover the essence of all that went wrong

And in the understanding of the wrong turnings we take

And the poor bargains we make

Can we find the love to see them as

Mistaken

Not chosen by any soul

But bequeathed to it instead

In order that this soul

Could remodel all the fear and pain and loathing and the dread

And fashion from within it

A deeper awakening?

 

For love is only ever truly lost if we refuse to love ourselves

Even in our most wounded and broken and mistaken of places

For it is only through the loving of this brokenness

And through the recognition of its deepest complexities

That we find the energy for rebirth

For the salvation of all that was stolen, broken, shattered

Or seemed to be lost

In the process of our unconscious living

That left us burdened under the weight of

Such a tremendous cost