Unacquainted Silhouettes



Neither hide nor escape your tears.


Cry with all your heart, and every other
place in your body that shelters pain.

Cry in all dimensions,
as if your loss takes up a body so
frail only to accompany your mourning.

Cry so mindlessly
as if all the killings in every other
bloodbath, belonged to your own blood.

Cry so profusely
as if you are witnessing your own funeral,
your body reducing into ashes and spirit
infusing into air.

And finally cry a little more,
until there is no more crying-
only some dried tears, puffy eyes,
and palpable heartbeats.

There. Stop. And
step into Now.

Look around.
There is nothing else,
but only Now. There.
Live. Embrace.