carapace
carapace
seventy-five years
painstaking work
chipping
heart shards first,
delicate tappings
release
the tender
inside
one hard thwack
and card house
beliefs collapse
falling away
most painful
realigning a love
far too limited—
not personal at all
something dies
in demolishing
but as promised,
reborn in the making
Opening the heart is never a straight unencombered process..
Love it! Such an apt description of the spiritual life-thank you!