Testament
Amidst the deepest ache
and throbbing twinge, stars
still bestow their grace—
Even in pain, she stalks
the thread of love
that nourishing wine
And why would she not?
the earth still spins
it orbits the sun, not her
"Stars still bestow their grace—" ❤️ That line holds so much quiet truth, Didi. The world keeps spinning and orbiting, no matter how deep the ache is. Thank you for this comfort.
“Why would she not?” Deep
Gratitude for a gentle reminder for me. I am much moved by your writing in/through your physical pain.
"Stars still bestow their grace—" ❤️ That line holds so much quiet truth, Didi. The world keeps spinning and orbiting, no matter how deep the ache is. Thank you for this comfort.