A poem for all who are weary

Return to Me

Return to me
by your own red sea
open the ocean
of your heart
and walk through
what floods you
I will wait, I will wait
for your return
I will part my own blood for you
and hold out my hand
and break my silence
and speak my hunger;
return to me, return
I will break my own body
to feed you
and wash away
your tears with mine

–Rachel M. Srubas

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