Seven silent years
He carved strength in solitude
Stillness crowned with fire
Poet's note:
This clean slate is a precious gift I look forward to giving to someone special soon. For anyone in a season of waiting, consider this time as preparation and an essential part of building your own fresh start. Very few things in life are as powerful and beautiful as a clean slate. Embrace the opportunity it brings because it holds the promise of renewal and hope for what lies ahead.
About the Creator
The Lesions of Devotion
Every day I set myself down on the freshly cut lawn and strip myself bare. I take my guitar and finger the frets and pick at the strings, listening for dissonance. My life is dissonance. I twist the tuning pegs until each string sounds bright. Then I kneel, calves pointing behind me, kneecaps facing forward. All exposed to the breeze. I close my eyes and play the melody.
By Paul Stewart6 days ago in Fiction
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