Spring Equinox

Vines of sorrow and loneliness

Have climbed the walls

Of her life

Patterns growing

Into broken

Relationships

Acid tears

Watering

The secret garden

Kept long hidden

Behind lock and key

One fine day

There was an eclipse

Of the heart

The Sun and Moon

Became One

Her Soul

Emerges.

© Salem Islas-Madlo 2015