I sit here, I bear cross legged, head bowed down, hair fallen over, wet with the stream of the shower

The tears I cry, coat my hair with a glistening shine

The drops of pain fall steady in a rhythmic motion down each tendril, down the drain

The drops of relief fall steady, one by one it cleanses

Don’t be sad to cry, be grateful to cry

Bear witness to a rebirth with every drop. Each tear, contains the essence of your soul

The howling of your soul to be heard, to be seen, to be unearthed, to fulfill the healing

Every tear dropped is a renewal, a cleansing for your soul

Tears are a way of your soul setting free, crying from the depths

Take comfort in your tears, for they are a very part of your soul, your very core

Being shaken to your core, is the exact thing that opens your soul