A guitar

fills a soft space

between soul and need

releasing petals of sound

merging into the

blood of day.


Wounds are healed within the

weave of notes closing out loss

strengthening bones and heart

with growth.


The sounds continue,

watering unfolding blossoms

as darkness retreats.


The guitar soothes the moment,

opening a chance beyond

to a greater light.


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