I Surrender


I came to you

 lost in pain and vulnerable;

with open wounds of self-betrayal,

offered to the soothing rain

of your tender violence.

Spent in battle,

 weary searching for the grail of inner peace,

seeing only shadows of the honourable,

I stand before you tattered

and in grieving silence.

With stinging kiss

you lift the penance from my soul.

And so, made briefly indivisible,

we are together, whole, behind the veil.

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