Live your music.
A joy song of your bones
announcing sorrow’s shroud
no longer claims you.
In the charcoal soil of pain
hope’s seed grows hungry for light.
Inside your soul is a bud
begging to blossom,
to drink sun from bird wings
painting freedom on blue sky canvas.
Seek the vase, sisters of union
who have felt the wilting of struggle,
yet gather to form a vibrant bouquet.
Let their fragrant, inviting arms
hold you, guide you, lift you
from thorns pinning you to silence.
©Susie Clevenger 2021
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