The Fall

The Fall short poem

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This fathomless free fall of hollowness
This unceasing relentless devouring of happiness
May it cut so meaningfully deep….
as deep as my heart once sang.

For the wounds reflect an unyielding hope,
untouchable memories, cherished moments.

Ascent and descent ..
passion’s point of enlightenment.

Disembowel this state of man for now..
ravage what must be ravaged.
The roots of true intimacy will remain planted firmly
in romance’s loyal earth.

My gait resilient ..
always afloat within
this nurturing lightness of being.

Poet’s Note:
The eternal sureness of heart, and internal sense of balance, in having shared all of what one can give to another. It is a light that always comforts.

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Shamala Chandran
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Is it really a fall? or are we just rising to understand the nature of the heart?

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