The Facilitator

A facilitator of sunlight, 
moving deep within the cracks 
of closely knit shoulders, 
weaving five hearts palpitating 
to rhythmic night-
aglow, open, hopeful.
Settling furrowed brow 
in the happiness of others,
willing organisation to fortitude,
lacklustre comments unable 
to hide the soft caring bestowed
in a sea of waves and eyelashes.
Stripped bare under the blue,
I am awash in the finery of
contentment, body a gesture 
to the symmetry of souls 
arising from the stained floor,
floating in the residence of ashes.