You wounded me
with your bitter words
my breath left me
for a small time
but time enough
to jolt my heart

But I have secrets
that heal me
I have diamonds
every morning
diamonds in the grass
gold in the dawn
silver in the rain

You words that hurt
return to you in a veil
that blinds you
there is treasure all around
never to be yours

The bitterness of hate
keeps pain from you
and abolishes joy

Feel the pain
and look at the treasure

Nita Strauss

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