As
the desperation, the lost mind and wandering spirit
took time to settle and look at themselves
to see their reflection
pained
Breathing in
a whole, deep breath
I threw my towel on the floor
exited the ring of despair
I build
a little clay house
shaped like a heart
lit from within
Inside
the warmth overtook me
light joy rememberance
part of god
all of god
none of god
love
reflects out
infinite exponential growth
opening opening opening
further wider
encompassing embracing accepting
each and every scar
and every mar
that has stained
the glass window
lovely by day, they sparkle and shine
in the darkness of night under a an empty moon
its splendor revealed
lit from within
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