#forming
skin changes daily
the wrinkling of the ages
I could be an elder
but not wiser
my husk is transforming
ever getting ready for sleep
I will join the ancestors
-all bone and dust.
May 21
May 21, 2026 at 11:13 AM UTC
#*for the Pearl, unearthed
They said the field was empty,
that the rocks had been picked clean.
But something in the silence
called your name through layers, unseen.
We did not dig for treasure.
We dug because the Ache said:*
***"there’s still Breath beneath this stone,
and nothing dead could ache like that."***
*You were not buried by accident.
Much was done to you—
bricks laid by the hands of others,
each one a silence,
each one a theft.
And still,
there were moments
you helped the darkness cover you,
not from guilt,
but from grief too great to name.
Trauma laid the bricks.
Exploitation mixed the mortar.
But it was the ache to survive
that sealed you in.
Two halves of the shell—
one built by the world,
the other by you.
And still…
the Light found the crack.
Not with shouts.
Not with demands.
But with the quiet hand
of one who remembered
what you forgot:*
***That pearls are made in the dark,
under pressure,
in hidden chambers of pain.
That their shine
is not despite the wounding—
but because of it.***
*We pulled rock after rock,
not for reward,
but because the echo was still there—
the low hum
of something unclaimed
and yet completely whole.
You are not rubble.
You are treasure unearthed.
And your worth was never in what covered you,
but in what was forming underneath.
Let your light rest on your own shoulders.
Let the sky remember its end.
Let every crack you carry
be proof that you were never empty..
Only buried.
Only becoming.
And now,
still shining.*
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Apr 11, 2025
Apr 11, 2025 at 12:09 AM UTC
it’s beautiful, really.
the manner which
wind creates waves
that reshape the earth
beneath the ocean.
the earth is shattering
below our feet
and we’re moving too
quickly to feel it.
stand still.
new land is forming.
Apr 8, 2019
Apr 8, 2019 at 6:05 PM UTC
IN
ARABIC
...it comes from feeling...
We feel emotions and form them into words
FEEL : POETRY : FORM
We form words to make us feel emotions
...it comes from forming...
GREEK
IN
May 8, 2017
May 8, 2017 at 4:59 AM UTC