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A fully living heart
In the passing of time
And love, and loss
Breaks and stretches
Heals and shatters.
Striated, scarred,
Misshapen, resilient
Until finally it assimilates
Its wounds and callouses
Into character.
A rare glimpse of this mosaic
(deep in eyes opened in surrender)
Reveals the soul's holy icon
Inscribed on the flesh
Inspired by love
Born of attachment and release
Colored in bits of joy and pain.
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Tina B. Tessina, self-help author, therapist
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| Reviewed by Lois Christensen |
6/8/2008 |
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| Flows smoothly to the end and such an enduring write. Mosaic patterns have so much color to them and strength. |
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| Reviewed by MaryGrace Patterson |
5/7/2006 |
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| Deep , thoughtful , captivating.........M |
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| Reviewed by Jim Dunlap |
9/5/2003 |
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Interesting poem. You're the only other person I've ever seen use "striated" in
a poem. I only did once, of course. :) |
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