not broken

I am not broken

Even if it seems so often that my trauma life

Lies scattered all around me in pieces

There is deep inside me a wholeness

That can contain the complexity

There is an open field

Within which the iron filings of my suffering

Can coalesce and magnetize

Into a mosaic of terrible beauty

There is a sweetness lying

Underneath the sour taste of hurt

That aches to be heard

That is brought to life

With every tear I shed

At the pain we felt

All of which brings me closer to


Because my belief in separation

Does not speak to the truth

Is in reality

Only an illusion

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