The Lesson

He was the bottomless abyss
hungrily devouring every fleck of light
a distortion, not the truth.

She crossed the desert of his absence,
where clocks melted
and words turned to ashes;
but time and emotions
returned to rebuild her.

Some storms do not destroy,
they mercilessly strip one bare
until the mirror shows
not just the wounds,
but the door to healing.