drenched

Unknown

Our grieving, raging wounds
lie awake
in shallow graves.

Unless we dig deep
and bury them
by hand
in soil rich with surrendered expectations

And create rhythm in the drenching storms
that transform our pain

into new life.

~jrb

 

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