In hell are infinite heavens

in trauma there is truth

alone I found a love unmatched

and in anger the Light of

‘I Can Grow’ unhatched

Every loss later births

a blessing

in falling the eyes ascend

and victims become victors

and the lonely become

so lovely

and the shy show

their wings

and everything once shunned

repulsive

shines and unifies

as the most beautiful things…