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POETRY BLOG

STRAIGHT FROM THE DESK

THE WOMB, THE WOUND AND THE WAY

Water the seed in the sacred wound the sacred womb the resurrection tomb


the dream of you that was god's own brew that you never knew waiting as you grew

the greatest gift bestowed to you

watered by so few yet innately true the forms love takes that your first form knew.


Let the womb the wound the way cook you shape you

from here we pray.


Let that prayer that calls the core rise up the dream thats only yours.


Crack through

your own skin with the will you find in the parts of you you left behind.


There's new life down there

in the wound your birthright treasure the greatest boon.


It waits in silence for the day that you finally stop running away

for you to meet all tender places and after all this time show us your secret faces.


~ Matthew Liam Gardner

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