Tears flow.
Run them
until they run clear.

Tears
keep moist
the wounds,
speed healing,
prevent scarring.

Sadness hurts,
sometimes feels
it might kill.

But sadness heals.
One must trust this is so.
Allow it.

Sadness is baptism,
ritual cleansing and promise–
enter these waters
boldly.

One day
you exit the font
with memory intact
but skin clear and holy. 

Text and image © 2013 by Dirk deVries. All
rights reserved.