Dark Night of the Soul
A poem
The dark night of the soul
took its toll
unearthed truths
buried beneath
deep inside
where pain resides
and pulled it through
shattered walls
of carefully constructed lies
so they could no longer hide
emerging from the other side
a little bruised
a little sore
healing from a new
tender core
where light was reborn
making all things new
stretching new limbs that
it grew
where grief and love
reside, collide, imbibe
in our heart’s desire
basking in this new
feminine fire
akin to a phoenix rising
soaring to new heights
into this tender flesh
where a dark night of the soul
conspired to make
me whole.
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