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moments & months of mending,
guidance to repair and care,
middles met with melting
melting also met with pouring
movements that mimic molasses, slowly going astray from that which is melting away
merging with a breathe of fresh air
the freshest
needing to learn how to breathe again, as for now the air is fresh
the freshet
doubling up on fresh as nothing is really new, and yet we haven’t discovered the whole entirety of the ocean, nothing new but always something to explore
mended,
melting & merging feel like dying and rebirthing, the same and different
so in this space, so silent and so vast the navigation system had to work in the dark, familiar yes and no, difficult yes and yes impossible no and never
along the way charged with magic, manifestations rain down the timing was just right, just missing anything tragic.
You will be ok, more than ok, everything is ok, more than ok.
ase isee ase isee. (the Igbo & Yoraba language for amen)
About the Creator
Ruhani Khadijah
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Comments (2)
Awesome story!!! Loved it!!!❤️
This was so profound and powerful! Loved your poem!