Here is Song<\/p>\n
In the thickness of grief, like clouds,
\nI found a song whose rhythm is like an icing to a cloud.
\nThere are more, sharing your space with you.
\nBut first, empty your body of pain, open it
\ninto a room of playful things.
\nBecome like a kid entering its toy park,
\nlike a masquerade dancing in the village square,
\nlike the earth welcoming the remains of mortality.<\/p>\n
It has been here, a song.
\nBut blindness pangs the eyes:
\ngrief won’t allow you to sight beautiful things \u2013
\nit knows you won’t die more than you’ve been killed.
\nA taste of this song would heal you into a divinity.<\/p>\n
On occasions, my body slips into darkness.
\nI feel there should be songs to encrypt fear
\ninto the body of what hunts me, a demon
\nwhose home is the carcass of night,
\ncalling our names \u2013 me, you
\nand even others unknown to us,
\nthose whose vulnerability bar is always bloody.<\/p>\n
There is song everywhere, in every thing,
\neven the sadness solitude gives you
\nhides millions of joyful songs in its feathers.
\nHere is how to make the song into a soother:
\nListen \u2013 listen to things around you:
\npoems, birds, nature, chirping,
\nthe clattering of spoon and dish,
\nand echo these words as chorus:
\nhope, healing, resurrection and blessings.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
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