When you wake from broken sleep
unpicking lies, the weft and warp
of love gone awry.
When realisation dawns
bright as day, that betrayal
cascades through human hope
corroding your soul’s protective layer.
Then it’s time for Truth
withdrawing projections that undermine reality
holding the curtain back, seeing things
as they are, not as we want them to be.
Hold fast to the Godde
She who appears in the moon’s soft light
unfolding Truth’s healing cloak, to wrap you
in more than illusory fragments.
Breathe in Her restorative power
leave that which drags you down
turn to face the dawn’s promise
Her imprint on your broken heart.
For Kate, who was courageous enough to try and love again.
May she eventually give it another go.
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