Transformation Breaks

"I feel as if I could heave for hours and never purge my broken heart with its crushed jagged edged pieces ripping my belly." ~ Chas Brack

your soul ~ the ocean

churns pieces

over and over.

moon manages.

demands polished

stone. a surprise

making someone gasp.

how smooth. how polished.

how perfect.

mine!

earth, moon, sun

the very trees themselves sing.

"look at the miracle

this is divine!" pain

turns sand

to glass. pressure

turns bones

to diamonds. loss

turns souls

to saints

stars...and round

again to human.