This week I read a poem that made my breath stick and linger in the lowest part of my lungs. The heartache of knowing when a relationship has reached its final stages has been written about since the beginning of time. But only a writer like Lina could write about it in a way that makes you feel the ache of loss and then exhale with a feeling of acceptance knowing you are at a transformational part of your own life, allowing you to let go.
Category of Leaving
How will I find your textured sigh
In the midst of this chronicled heartache?
You are a vanquished species of love
For now I simply cannot hold a vision
That seems possibleWith
You
Not again
Not now
Not this lifetime
I have already jumped a galaxy to Bethesda
Angels have stirred my intention to dust
Mortared by star points
Stagnant gap opened
With crystal salt wounds
That score deep enough
to tell a story
In heavenOh No!
I implore any who may be listening:
This heaving sigh of love essence
Now seems better for Gods
In Hades
Fire and passion are welcome and co exist with
Truth that stays truant and unattended to.
Here Gods reek havoc without remorse
And the nature of the ‘beast’ is fed forever
.
So close this love is to death.Linaji
2010
Touched by Fire 