Rebekah Gamble - Core Motion

It’s something like a fire,
Consuming and burning.
It’s something like a flower
Blooming and wilting in its time.
It’s written by the heart.

It’s something treacherous
Like a steep slippery rock face.
It’s something like a tomb,
Old and haunting.
It’s the writings of the heart.

It’s something like a rusted cage,
Rotten but binding.
It’s something like glass,
Frail and sharp.
It’s written by the heart.

It’s something like Beethoven’s fifth.
It’s sweeping, deep and forceful.
It’s something like a two-edged sword,
Always biting back,
For it is written by the heart.

Rebekah Gamble

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