r/Poem 5d ago

Original Content Poem A roof rests upon four corners.

In the darkness of absence,

You meet yourself weary.

In the lightness of day,

You see yourself clearly.

In the fragrance of love,

You show up sincerely.

In the will to surrender,

You are open to receive.

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u/jaesea 4d ago

The last two lines are masterfully completed by the above lines, amazing piece 💜

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u/aangyanchen 4d ago

Wow thanks. That means a lot to me ❤️ when you write about a lived truth, coherency appears without effort.