Let Me Make You Sacred

Silence These Dark Songs

Read Let Me Make You Sacred by Jé Maverick. Delve into a world where scars become sacred, darkness transforms into light, and wonder is restored.

Let me make sacred once again

these crimson scars that roar your grief.

The dark songs that hide in you like angry thieves,

jeering your pale name; crouching

by the thin road of your weakness;

let me cast them out with a ringing reverence.

I long to see you through the cloud of your illusion;

to cover the slim shadows of your eyes with a broad light

and blazing wonder; to re-invent the shape

of your name: a secret murmured by a dove's flown wing;

the lapping of an autumn tide.

Let me make sacred once again

the harbour where your joy docks, and loosen

the bindings of moored sorrows. Let me worship

the rolled olive of your skin; the eyes full

of this pregnant woe; the life you walk with as

a glacier awaiting thaw.

Let me make sacred once again

with lips, as though a force could not be spent,

these crimson scars that roar your grief.

Jé Maverick