On mourning (that which was never given).

You

are allowed

to

mourn

all that you did not

receive.

As a child.

As an adult.

But,

do not

dwell

there

permanently.

Grief,

is both

a gift

and

a jailer.

Letting go.

i hung

my broken dreams

on the stars.

one

by

one,

i set them

free.

and now,

here I stand,

empty hands cupped,

waiting for

the new rain.

—letting go.

On turning the pain of loss, into healing.

loss,

has carved

pain

into

my bones.

but,

it filled

my mouth

with

songbirds.

—On turning the pain of loss, into healing.