To all those difficulties that burn my spirit, I view them as challenges.
I will blanket those wounds with gold infused bandages
drenched in the healing powers of mothers’ animals’ milk.
Into a million pieces is scattered my breaking heart.
In a poultice tied together by leather and lace
I bind together those wandering parts
and pain becomes the dance of grace.
Author: Rita Jasper
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