own it

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tears reflect our truth
purely
perfectly
profoundly
yet we hide them
away like dirty secrets
never to see the light of breaking
day

own your tears
let them flow

sorrow, a companion
yet we need not take her as a lover
constant and dark
she will teach us and leave us
if we let her walk away

own your sorrow
then let her go

rectifying a wrong
so difficult
we believe
so we run from the task
instead, let us be sincere
in seeking forgiveness
and allowing it for ourselves
tis human to fuck up
un fuck it
do the right thing

own the task of rectifying
and your truth you will begin to know

love grows in the most unusual places
in climates strewn with the freezing rain
of reality
and in the steamy, humid.. wet jungles
of our souls
meld the mystery
allow the love
of self first
so you may love others
through distance or serene closeness
time and space and dimension
let it heal your fears

allow your love
and you will see that between us...it grows