After The Earthquake


It needs strength to break new ground

when it’s as hard and solid as

silence.


It needs strength to break

to break the mould and

reform

to pick up the pieces

broken 

by silence.


But when the earth gives up it’s power

then sounds can break through.

Beams of light bring colour 

so fragile forms can bloom

through the self-shattered soil,

ripping it up 

to melt the frozen silence

and so we find ourselves again

both fragile and strong.



https://feversofthemind.com/2024/06/16/past-the-silent-earthquakes-series-inspired-by-tori-amos-poems-by-lynn-white/?fbclid=IwZXh0bgNhZW0CMTEAAR2Qqs_2RcE40r7ijy6TXMcYaiDaB5WeuRSCteDyDF74rIsLgG77dJXuebc_aem_0UsYecu_EWEuFg_4SOXBjw



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