Divinity gave you a black pearl
to find
and transform into golden light.

 

The day you chose anger as expression
you voraciously swallowed your own victim
sprayed flames of fire through a split tongue
misguided, farthest, farthest away
from love as a cry for help

you probably wanted to love yourself whole.

Only there in the shine of your love
may I rest
it was just us, despite the silhouette of distance
always there in the freedom of waiting
wild in its form, we catch the closeness of the last second
skin vibrates in the absence
of what’s always present and urging
for a moment, to just rest in.