Share this postSuperbloomdeakhaus.substack.comCopy linkFacebookEmailNoteOtherSuperbloomA poem Christine DeakersJan 14, 20244Share this postSuperbloomdeakhaus.substack.comCopy linkFacebookEmailNoteOther1ShareFor K —1×0:00-0:25Audio playback is not supported on your browser. Please upgrade.Text within this block will maintain its original spacing when publishedI fell in love Text within this block will maintain its original spacing when publishedunder the sweeping scape Text within this block will maintain its original spacing when publishedof the sky.Text within this block will maintain its original spacing when publishedI traced the breathText within this block will maintain its original spacing when publishedthat curved along Text within this block will maintain its original spacing when publishedthe Christmas moon.Text within this block will maintain its original spacing when publishedI returned my fear for faith Text within this block will maintain its original spacing when publishedwhen I poured into grey eyes. Text within this block will maintain its original spacing when publishedAnd now I plant starsText within this block will maintain its original spacing when publishedwhere you climbText within this block will maintain its original spacing when publishedso Spring will see light bloom.Text within this block will maintain its original spacing when publishedSubscribedeakhaus is a reader-supported publication. To receive new posts and support my work, consider becoming a free or paid subscriber.Subscribe
This reminds me of how closely fear and faith are related. They're both examples of our relationship to the unknown.
I often feel like I'm fighting my fears, but they come from within, so maybe transformation is the only option.