Dispelled with gratitude, the frozen rejection
From whence you came, a resurrection
Of wholeness, impulsive deeds be.
Raw wounds open to the density
Passion carries, required for strife
In the beaten sphere.
The shackles of longing reside near,
As absence wakes a thousand questions.
Yet the honour of your joy
Shalt not cease
As the momentum allows the pillars to fall
In the value of beauty, of pain
I begin to feel all.