Hybrid Poem by Ruby Star

I am perfect in my imperfection.

It is my fallen state

that makes me trustworthy

the hurt, the blunder, the lashing out,

the stumble,

I know well

and see in you with sibling compassion,

our bond is human.


It is the angel in me

that has eternal faith

resilience of spirit

openess of heart despite

the reflex to armour

and harden,

and sees your divinity,

our bond divine.


This healing vision

sees no wrong

ever

but only a request

a please

a plea

to be known

to be held

to be loved

free.