POETRY | POSITIVE | RECOVERY

Healing

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I wish someday sadness lifts off your bosom
like birds fleeing captivity
you wake up to the smell of morning,
the taste of clouds,

the sound of falling rain after years of drought.
the jargon of their words grows quiet.
you can hear kinder things
the razor wind whistling through the cracks of your…