Pain and Beauty

There is so much pain and so much beauty in this world.
These forces fight, always, and gaping through
their wounds is another.
That, I think, is God.
God’s that thread between laughter and tears.
God is that feeling of filling.

A flicker of the unknown and falling.
Beauty.  The abyss of yellow light.

At war,
wounds of this battle
And those places in between
where we pick our way among the embers.

Life in between.
Life on the barbed wire fences

and bleeding cotton and dried flowers.
The gaping wounds where
it is so dark,
we can see.




(photos and words) Ella Jaz Kirk, 2014



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