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Releasing
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The fear inside
like an untamed wolf,
takes my peace
and the faith that sustains me
when the winter has run out.
I fear tomorrow,
the shape of this ‘till death.
I fear the dream never arriving
and the struggle of survival
being continuous, like a tapeworm
that digests all good things
into its spineless white.
I try to leave this fear and hold
the stronger branch, but it returns
in waves panicked and weary, returns
to take my heart into its circle, cradle
me there like a treasure.
And the path is clear, the path is letting go,
letting in a much brighter trust, brighter still
when all lights are turned out.
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Copyright © 2002 by Allison Grayhurst
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First published in “The Beautiful Space” May 2017
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“Allison Grayhurst intertwines a potent spirituality throughout her work so that each poem is not simply a statement or observation, but a revelation that demands the reader’s personal involvement. Grayhurst’s poetic genius is profound and evident. Her voice is uniquely authentic, undeniable in its dignified vulnerability as it is in its significance,” Kyp Harness, singer/songwriter, author.
“Allison Grayhurst’s poems are like cathedrals witnessing and articulating in unflinching graphic detail the gritty angst and grief of life, while taking it to rare clarity, calm and comfort. Grayhurst’s work is haunting, majestic and cleansing, often leaving one breathless in the wake of its intelligence, hope, faith and love amidst the muck of life. Many of Allison Grayhurst’s poems are simply masterpieces. Grayhurst’s poetry is a lighthouse of intelligent honour… indeed, intelligence rips through her work like white water,” Taylor Jane Green, Registered Spiritual Psychotherapist and author.
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