In times like these,
when I stand in shreds
on barren ground,
the sound of Water
does not reach my ears
the swish of reeds
and trees pass me by
I am hardened,
like the winter earth
beneath my aching feet
Deafened, I am aware
of my misery only,
were I to soften
would I dissolve
into a pool of tears?
Leaving my bare bones
and bewildered soul
torn apart, shaken
and lost forever?
Today, I am the Ice Queen
Hard, unpliable
a Rock
Today, no one
will have
their way with me
And I
will have
my way with None
Art Work by Yaron Rosner
From the series Atlantis
Very moving! So relatable! And looking for the softness. Thanks Kiki!
Thank you kay Kay! So good to read you here!
Beautifully poignant. The last 2 lines speak to me of misery’s desolate isolation. Appreciated how you framed it within “Today”, which might suggest that tomorrow may be different. xo
Merci Michele, xo
Powerful! Loved the reference to how misery can impact upon our very senses and how its effects are two-fold, not only isolating those around us but ourselves.
Thank you Andrea for your appreciation, it means a lot to me.