BURSTING

To weep at the feet
of a scented dawn
bursting
as though the heart would
scatter into night
and a million stars…
to hold yet not contain
this beauty
this love
this pain
yet flow as the river
meets the sea
merge
ecstasy

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About feeltheheart

As leaves belong to the tree but are not the tree, these words belong to me: a seeker/finder, full of curiosity, scratching around
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