Pain held in is pain intensified,
Becomes as tight as stone.
Pain released is poetry or dance or
Cry or prayer upon open lips
Sent to the heart of God.
Sorrow held in is sorrow
Magnified within closed gates,
Bound within the bones.
Sorrow released is song
Racing the wind to be free.
Worry held in is multiplied,
Swells tight within the tissues
Deep within the dark of night,
Grows as fear within the mind,
Imprisons heart from being kind.
The world whispers in every language,
Abundant love expands the breath,
Blowing in the wind to celebrate
Songs spirits sing again and again.
The liberated cry goes on and on.
Go sit by a stream until you hear
All the flowing water teaches;
Let it drench each crevice of the mind.
Then come and share what you’ve learned…
Show me the water splashed upon your face.