When my life shattered
splintered fragments littered
a wide horizon
as darkness fell
within a storm
and my being dropped
into the void
poetry could not tell
the depths of it
and yet still
I try to give it words
at that time
your love was the bedrock
of my life
this love of yours
was not a human love
in its entirety it was celestial
granting me a capacity for suffering
such as would exile me
from my people
this is both the wound
and the scar
but its smarting
contains the healing medicine
essential
to my soul
for even as humans depart
ignore
dismiss
and disdain
you remain
and your surest foundation
gives me faith
to endure
every possible pain
for you
unconditional love
are my bedrock
