CRUCIBLEMy heart is gold.
Like molten lava, it rolls
with the passions of my ages.
Searing through the anguish
of an oft-broken heart;
burning through the sorrow
of a much-trampled soul;
scorching through the wounding
of a violated spirit.
My heart is gold.
Like hammered metal, it shines
with the brilliance of my strength.
Copyright © 2010 by Teri K D Bannerman
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