The Fire Beneath the Garden
BREW Poetry Award Nominee - Open Category / by The Contributing Writer / 930 views
- Listing ID: 36461
- Poetry Author's Name: Melba
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Poem:
Beneath the soil, a secret hums,
roots whispering to stones,
a hymn of what refuses to vanish.
I bend toward the earth,
hands cupping ash and seed,
learning how grief becomes a lantern
when pressed against the dark.
Every wound teaches the stem
to climb its own silence.
Every tear is a small baptism,
watering the buried things
until they break open into color.
And though my garden once burned,
I walk its embers barefoot,
singing the names of what I lost,
until flame folds into flower,
and loss returns as bloom.
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beautiful. This poem has it’s own reward.