Crying Under A Tree
Whaling under a weeping willow tree
makes me feel so good to be alive &
grey as all the clouds I see. Rain on me
& allow me to deepen the release of
this feeling. The thunder in my chest
is already peeling. The branches reach
down to wipe my tears & it all seems
so healing. Let it rain & water the bark.
Detach this pain that keeps the world
so dark. Detach this feeling that keeps
my scars so stark.
