“There is a secret medicine given only to those who hurt so hard they can’t hope. The hopers would feel slighted if they knew.” ~Rumi

I feel The End hanging in the air
Painful and confusing
Until I listen to the voice that knows
It is simply the beginning
Of getting to the point.

All that has erupted
Scalding rivers of icy dark
Shimmering on our skin
Make us luminous now.

The balm of surrender.
The sweet airy freshness of letting go.
Cools and soothes
All the trying and crying.

Let us scrub off the dead skin
Of all that has gone before
And step back onto the path
Tender and new
Eyes forward, heart open
Ready to build it.

I know you are waiting for me
To lift my eyes from broken dreams
And look into yours with clear visions.
To remember the mission,
Take your hand and get to work.

I will get there.
Forgive me.
I won’t let us down.
Bear with me.

Stand by me from a distance.
Ready yourself.
Let’s do this.