hallelujah

The hardest thing is
to give what you never
had, to allow
what
you were never given

Sleek sheets of rain
are your tears
as you release into you-yourself
and seep into your being ...
that you disallowed to your-yours
what was ungiven
to you

Unbidden, I sleep into
your knowing

I am the truth,
the hardest to bear

I am the stone in you
and your soul >> that
I gave
and allowed
all
that those
you loved,
sheep smile and shame pride, denied
you

I am the grey rain sheet
sneaking greyly and blackly and silverly

an air shoal of sky

to the pebble shore
that will moisture you, though
you hate me: I am

the mud, slight
and sinuous< ashen and sandy, tuscan
and frog, that slinks

around you and bathes you

in your bitterness,

your tang of sour