Curses and Blessings

Deep in the thicket,
the strangers met, 
each escaping
abusive relationships,
seeking the alleged
encampment to rest.
They talked, they comforted, 
they began to open up.
Feelings were born
or stirred to remembrance.
Something magical 
organically flourished. 
But the curse of each 
found them and convened
and grew a thorny wall between,
but pure love and innocence 
in the end will summon 
The Supreme,
and upon wings, 
the Blessing came,
and the last of the Obstacles
fell forever away. 

Poem and images ©LauraDenise