IF

If
something was hurting you everyday-

every

single

solitary

day.

Would you cry an unending waterfall of tears?

Would they cause the river to overflow and flood the town and valleys below?

Would they wash away all that grew along their path

until everything,

everything

becomes a sea of tears?

Would your tender heart float or be swallowed up
in the enormity of it all?

If
your heart fiercely refuses to drown and bobs to the surface
amidst the tempest of pain,
would you wish for more of this life?

Or praise the chance to leave it all behind?

Would you see the sleek, dolphin-like form splitting through the waves towards you?

Would you take hold of the powerful shape ready to carry you
on the back of friendship,
home to yourself once more?

Would you drink this holy mystery of

communion

and bathe your wounded heart with the sweet balm
of being truly seen by another?

Would you trust

against all odds

against all memories

against all distractions

the possibilities enfolded in untethered vulnerability?

If only... if only...

Only if.