Tuesday, December 17, 2024

Poems

Breaking the silence,
whispering simple words
wrapped in truth.

Spoken, written, felt,
they find the splintered edges,
filling the cracks where
nothing else can reach.

They heal not by erasing pain
but by holding it gently,
teaching it to sing,
transforming what's broken
into something beautiful.

 

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