The poet

The poet sees the light
that seeps through
the breaches of the heart.

With only letters at his disposal,
he strings them together
to express what is silent.

He then sets them free
becoming the morning breeze
that embraces the broken.

Kenza.

Inspiration: reading Hafez in the early morning. 

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