Flere

Listen. Dancing to your varying pulse

Red blood flows; the corpuscles flood.

Cells create and regenerate.

Everything is operating as it should

These gasping sobs are fuelled

By oxygen exchanges. Your lungs refill,

Quivering. Hidden deep in your lobes

The bronchiole function still

The tears are made for this moment,

Forming and falling as lachrymal,

Healing balm. Your body knows best;

Tears shouldn’t be supressed. Let them fall

Let this reassure you. This is ebb,

This is flow, this is life. This is real.

Embrace your tears, let them fall. Let them land

Splash by splash they cause you to heal

c Teresa Durran 180730

Ó Teresa Durran 180730