Sorrow
You must be alone
with sorrow
before you can leave it,
or it will crush you
like a black, heavy rock.
You must drive into
the hollow of its face,
under the ledges
it projects against you.
Feel its cold granite
pressed to your grain.
In time,
it will allow your turning
to rest your back
within its curve.
Only then,
you will be free to leave it,
walking lightly once again
on yielding earth.
When you return, it will be freely,
on a pilgrimage,
to touch the name you carved once
with the anguish of your heart.
Music: Seeking Serenity – Nicholas Gunn
