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May 18 • Creative Art & Nature
Another of my Poems inspired by my love of Rumi
The Broken Cup
after “The Cracked Mug”
You don’t need to be whole to hold the wine.
My heart has a hairline fracture
running down its left side.
In the dark, light slips through.
I used to beg for mending.
Now I tilt the cup just so,
and what pours out isn't loss—
it's the first honest drink I've ever tasted.
Rumi said the wound is the place where the light enters.
I say: the crack is the mouth
that finally knows how to sing.
With Love ❤️
Always
Mark
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