Fault Line, by J. W. Cassandra

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Thousand of wounds, fault lines
run through and through the Earth.
A thousand wounds, anguish
keep ripping the soul in two.

The soul-fault line is the way:
it provides an egress for the imperfect.
Where you broke, unbreakable,
you will be perfect there once again,

And till a thousand of your wounds heal,
the Earth’s thousand wounds turn out:
into the sky volcanoes erupt,
their fire signs cast you to perfection.


11/04. 2022., by J.W. Cassandra

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J. W. Cassandra

About the Author: J. W. Cassandra

I’m a teacher and a registered author either, at Artisjus as a writer and a poet in Hungary. I love forests, butterflies, flowers.

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