Let be granted to breathe in freedom ❤❤🙏❤
Glistening sand pulls away
from a shore,
sparkling gems caught in the current.
Minute ecosystems inhabit
tiny tide pools in the wet sand.
Sometimes I stroll the embankment alone
indulging the realms of lovers
where there is no logic but
a crushing ache held close to
A carapace between a heart and the
mountains where I left you.
Grant me the freedom to breathe
beneath the tender weight of hands
My sigh is a gentle quake upon your
Allow me to swim in the river of
your impossible eyes where there
is no threat of war, hard silence,
or the burden of forgiveness.
Art by Steve Hanks/ Maher Art Gallery