Traces

My memories will never disappear

Just as these traces of tears

Will possibly always remain

An underground river

That sleepily lazes its way beneath

The surface of my skin

And even now as I feel the joy that rises

Left to my own devices

I find the hidden gift in sadness

Which unwraps itself

Layer upon layer

As I find the courage to surrender to

Heartbreak

I will run no more

From what chased me

Along the corridor of years

Now there is a way to contain

The truth of it all

Silent rivulets of happiness run

Alongside the silent river deep

As I know the joy of opening to a life

In which I allow myself to embrace

Everything I can

And no longer fear my feelings

Seeing them as the birthing place

Of wisdom

Healing

And connectedness