Ode to my Rage

Just a few words for this image, that came to me in watercolours, after having been feeling deep waves of rage mixed with grief and despair.

Rage as a messenger..

..what´s so urgent?

Rage as a thunder..

..why are you shouting in my belly?

Rage as a force of life..

..what needs to be teared apart?

Rage as a fire..

. ..how will you purify my confused spirit?

My rage , why did I use to fear you?

Now come to me, come closer to me..

I just want to know you and feel how you touch every single cell of my body.

You awake a wisdom I had no idea was lying in the dark .

I welcome you with reverence.