Scars

(Photo by me)

Healing

is never linear

Grief strikes

Stabs the heart

Pains the psyche

joy flails

almost falling

Using butterfly wings 🪽

Fly up fly down

rest on a petal

wait for the tears

They flow

They slow

Then stop

again

And again

And again

Let it go

release the pain

So grow to know

new scars

will someday fade