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Photography Surrealism posted on May 15, 2017
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At the edge of creation and destruction lies rebirth and a new beginning ... A Rebirth by niclwrnce i sit on my own sternum weaving strings of discord into gold. pulling knots, frays and all that’s strung me out to fix a way back home to myself wherever it is i left me, somewhere, lost along the way. the journey is long. i am tired of looking for rest in bodies. but Resilience slips from my breath with a sigh. works herself through these hands as if to say, this work is all for you. so i reach down past the root. past crooked scars. past all the broken things i thought i became & i keep digging. ‘till i heave all the dirt up out of my lungs & finally ...i can breathe again. i lay all that’s buried me ‘tween the rows of my ribcage. except this time, i sow seeds meant for the reaping. tuck them beneath the soul with a prayer and say, i forgive myself for leaving. & with that, my eyes open a morning dew to greet me. say, I forgive myself for believing you less than whole, and i watch as my skin stitches itself back together with a lesson in every seam. say, i forgive myself for choosing everything, except for me & with that, my ribs splay themselves open for a love that begins and ends here. here, in this laying of bones & dirt. where a death i thought would end me, has left me reborn. i recall Joy before i ask her to remember me, and she falls over my limbs like rain. seeps into my roots and i know that at this end, i am still at a good start. that i can be mo(u)rning, sunshine or not. i say I am forgiven and my mouth opens with a smile. face set like a new day is promised. joy sprouts up out the hole in my chest like revelation on a sunday morning. this dawn is one i can call my own. i let the sun bathe me until i, too, shine again. there will be another morning. so i say to myself, be gentle, you're blooming. https://www.poetrynook.com/poem/member/rebirth-0

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RodS

10:29PM | Mon, 15 May 2017

Like a phoenix rising from the flames..... Wonderful poem to go with your great shot of the fire, Kenn.


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MakeDV 4100M
ModelDV 4100M
Shutter Speed93504/24000000
ISO Speed100
Focal Length9

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