I used to run
I used to run from you
Afraid
that in your cool embrace there was an
absence
of all that I ached for
That wounds would sing louder
in your presence,
That smallness and insecurity would emerge
and engulf the self
I had spent so many earnest, neon hued hours
chiseling
into shape
Its not that I’m more courageous now
but perhaps this laboriously constructed ‘me’ has been pummelled
long and hard enough
to realise that
all the true words
really are
safe in your keeping
So here I am
unclothed and vulnerable
a naked sparrow at the mouth
of the ocean
Speak to me
Silence
Tell me what
the wise ones
know
Maithri Goonetilleke
Copyright 2011
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Oh, Maithri! Tears in my eyes…words escape me…beautiful…
“…all the true words really are safe in your keeping” not just these words, dear Maithri, but your entire reflection stir up comfort from deep within; beautiful warm encouraging, no need to feel lonely. A gentle and dreamy current to dive into over and over again…thank you!
Mama Shujaa.
Maithri, is there NO end to your talents? This is so beautiful.
you make me cry
Beautiful, Maithri. You should publish a book.
Oh boy words that stir my soul as well the images! So so pleased that I connected once again with you. I have had several challenging personal journeys since we last visited.
I was reviewing my posts on roses and there was your comment..so here I am!
I surround myself with landscapes that inspire me! waving to you naturegirl!
Maithri, another beautiful star filled the sky tonight, love and the power of the human spirit lights up in the darkest of places, please take care dear friend.
Much love
Pam