By Laura K. Deal

Do you see what I have here?
A diamond of pain,
Crushed to cutting strength
By sheer determination.
The fierce drive to survive.
Do you see what light the diamond holds?
The light of my gift
My divine sunshine
My blessed weeping
Trying to soothe the fierce
Winds of the family.
Do you see me inside there?
The intense vibration
Of energy received,
The divine pulse too loud,
Too stressed.
Torqued.
See me.
Spin the diamond.

 

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Laura K. Deal is the founder and contributing editor of First Church of Metaphor.

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