At Open Tomb

We need a story. To live.

Should we invent a story when one is missing?

Should we?

A story, invented, rather than none. Rather than the void. But a story.

Dig, Bury, Dig up.

When fiction can be stronger.

What is hidden in the depths of the soul will come to the surface

one day or another.

Go a little deeper, in the dark, that’s where the light is. If you

are afraid, then go ahead. Go and join the waiting child.

Like a story that never ends.

© Delphine Margau

“Bone by bone, hair by hair, Wild Woman comes back. Through night dreams, through events half understood and half remembered...” Women who run with the wolves, Clarissa Pinkola Estes"

At Open Tomb by Delphine MARGAU

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