Darkening Before the Light
The whole story
needs to be told.
Before the lightening,
perhaps simultaneous to it being born,
there was/is a sort of darkening.
Tears seep and surge,
seeming to surface
from every part of the body.
Reminiscent of a full on baby cry
when the only remedy is to be
cuddled, comforted,
with tears accepted, not judged.
Experienced as an adult,
this is accompanied
by multi-faceted grief.
Safe and right to feel,
the eventual effects
are the soothing of a tender heart,
the settling of a puzzled mind,
the mending of a wounded spirit.
A darkening before the light
that has the power to
heal the deep, dark places
that simply must be honored.
It’s the truth, the full narrative,
that leads to
a shift from threat to trust,
providing the opportunity
to genuinely lighten up.
The whole story
needs to be told.
Before the lightening,
perhaps simultaneous to it being born,
there was/is a sort of darkening.
Tears seep and surge,
seeming to surface
from every part of the body.
Reminiscent of a full on baby cry
when the only remedy is to be
cuddled, comforted,
with tears accepted, not judged.
Experienced as an adult,
this is accompanied
by multi-faceted grief.
Safe and right to feel,
the eventual effects
are the soothing of a tender heart,
the settling of a puzzled mind,
the mending of a wounded spirit.
A darkening before the light
that has the power to
heal the deep, dark places
that simply must be honored.
It’s the truth, the full narrative,
that leads to
a shift from threat to trust,
providing the opportunity
to genuinely lighten up.
Sarah Carlson
June 27, 2018
" . . . tears accepted, not judged." This is such a wise and comforting poem!
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