Saturday, April 6, 2013

Oyster's Silence


Grit infected
My pain unseen
Hidden in the silence
Of ebbing flow

Irritant inflamed
In silent grieving
My tears embrace
This aching

I wash and wash
This aggravation
I cover and layer
This pain

And in the silence of my grieving
Treasured beauty unseen grows
Hardened in adversity
Magnificence of pale translucence

A pearl
Pain’s silent salvation.

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