When your heart aches,
don’t look for distraction.
Don’t diminish the pain
or dismiss the throbbing
that has somehow
spread from your heart
through your whole body.
Close your watery eyes
and tell me about
the way your heart loves and
the way that it breaks.
I want to know the
why’s and the how’s.
I want to listen for
the particular
and holy moments
that captured you,
and held you hostage.
There is always
a whisper of mystery
in your stories,
always a faint sound of fate,
always a chime of divinity
mixed into the sobs,
or laughter,
so it’s barely noticeable
but somehow
always
there.
Hold your pain
like a sacred chalice
upon your lap
as we speak,
she is welcome
and necessary,
a beautiful witness
to the way you are
willing to risk
and to open.
—deborah quibell
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