Poetry Currency

Tears are the
currency of my
passage in the
land of waking up

joy and grief,
the denominations
into which all
is divided

forever paying,
forever paid,
energy moved
from hand to hand
eye to eye,
heart to heart

The economy of Love.

 

[gbhunt]

Lovely flow, and every word is valuable. The land of waking up - nice.

 

[dave.crowther]

many, many thanks!

 

[Julie]

And so much said in the economy of words too. Good use of line also.