The Fourth Stage of Grieving
Before you can forget You have to remember everything Every sweetness, every sting Remember it Feel the fist Pounding on Your heart Making it alive Remember it Feel it relentlessly pounding Cracking you open Letting the light in And Remember the light Feel it washing Over you Breathing life Into your every vein Remember it Feel it run through The shadowed scars Dispersing all that was dark--hurt, anger, pain Remember it, How the fist slowly Opened transforming Into hands that hold Cradling your Tired feet Carrying you Remember it Feel it-- The pounding Now making you Hollow inside Feel emptiness be empty Feel every Torn, broken piece Of you Even as the earth Is splitting Pulverizing Everything In sight- Sanctuaries, The old brays Of your heart Be hollowed Let the ground swallow You whole Remember it Feel it again When you said, "The fist! I want the fist!" L