
Come explore my secret place
and I’ll show you my scars,
flaming letters written, signed
and sealed with teardrops.
Journey with me into the night
and I will be your sunshine
redeeming the times with rays
of hope, faith and love.
I’m a soldier seeking no safe space,
this bleeding body is holy ground,
this sanctuary is a battlefield,
I offer sweet worship in warships.
This life can’t be taken, it’s eternal,
in the crushing, I become new wine,
in the burning, I become pure gold,
and in death, I turn grave to a garden.
I am lustrous light, sacred salt,
dispensing divine flavour and colours.
I’m the type of sun that burns to shine,
brewing healing and hope in oceans deep.
So come explore my secret place
and I’ll show you my scars,
the sacred tapestry of my victories
in the valley of pernicious shadows.
Copyright © Adeleke Adeite
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Wonderful poem. I enjoyed reading it.
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Thank you, Molly 💛💛
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