Broken Beauty

A poem. 

Alone in darkness,
void — Her shame,
a longing gaze
through time outstretched.
She searches, searches
long — and finds
no star can
hold Her fury, wretched.

She yearns to know
and to — be known,
Her waxing, waning,
pulsing tide,
bound to a Rock
She does — not love.
Her lifeless, listless
course in stride.

He finds Her cold
and — wandering,
engages Her
with steady gaze;
No shifting love, but
certain — True,
with hope and warmth 
for every day.

Revealing all the things
She’d — lost —
the things She is,
both joy and strife.
And in His eyes, 
She finds — Herself,
brings broken beauty

now to life.

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