by Rebecca Andre
Can you love the world while
shaking fist, breaking dishes, tight chest explosion, wall punch, slammed door,
“scream thy last scream” and all that, raging tide, internal thunder outward lightning,
I cant help the sky from watching.
I am light particles
collapsing under observation
I need to view it as transformation.
Posted on 04/19/2021
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