a heart released

into a breath

 

it is more than

letting go

 

I can not

hold onto

hold back

even keep at bay

these armies of you

 

so I surrender

 

like Jean d’Arc

like the ebbing tides

like the forests maimed

like those, who fall from towers

 

I surrender

 

this is not freedom

nor the conquering of love

 

it is a scream

unbidden,

it is the trickling of tears

uncoaxed,

it is the utter emptiness

of desolation

 

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