Shattered

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Your talons felt tender and terrible,

Tearing at my skin,

As You dropped your soothing words,

Into a well,

Of ‘pink and perfused’ possibility.

You wrapped me in a towel,

And held me to your heart,

As the choking and screaming,

Suddenly caught some air, and I slept.

I awoke shattered, the miasma of me,

With a small m, melding into You,

Amidst the blood of the birthing pool.

As your breath filled my lungs, I had no words,

For thy Grace unfurling.

And yet an electric silence shrouds us,

Freedom, and rapture, captured,

In a trembling cloak of Togetherness.