Miracle Maker

Anne Adarsh posted under Guest Posts PenMuse-19 Poetry on 2020-05-24



I plunge and dissolve Into the river, Of doleful dreams and Find you there, clutching My hand tight in yours. You call out my name, You say, Now arise! Let's go, hunt down Hope! In hearts time forgot, In loves we had lost. I laugh, I whimper I mock you, jaded, Things I held sacred, Now tossed away, strewn By the winds of change. You gather my groans, A fistful of fears, A vagrant longing, Bottled in your jar With your sanguine smile. And weave a wonder, A true miracle, Born of all the things Forgotten and lost, Life breathed into them. _

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