I did not know how much pain there was in my heart
until you put a bandage on it.
And white light came streaming through,
just like Rumi said,
before bursting into rainbow colours
and making this soul whole again.
And tears of gratitude fell through the night,
and when the morning came
the sun rose, just as it should
and always does,
colouring the horizon
in all the beauty ever imagined possible.
But for me, this was a dawn like never before
and I walked towards the sun,
willing to let my heart be vulnerable again.
Poem by Ansua Dutta-Wystup