Give yourself to the air
To what you cannot hold
To feeling, the entered breathing
And expanded until you
No longer had a heart
But became every heart
No longer had lungs
But became every sky
You where the heart begins
You where inhaling and exhaling ends
Fear not the pain, of heavy earthly tragedy
It rolls off your skin
Like childhood forgotten
The metaphors have endured
The love has been inherited
And beauty longs to happen
To awaken to the transient
With pictures of brief hours
That were once yours
Give yourself to the water
To what you cannot hold
To fires that were passions
In weeping in a stranger’s arms
To sleep that felt eternal
And rest that felt like laughter
Where pain can enter, and leave
With no resistance in your body
And maybe those who come after you
Will feel the streams of fullness
In greater…
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Viv Drewa - The Owl Lady 