I am trying to escape this pain
but there it remains on my heels at each turn.
There I am, pinching my face into the pain,
squeezing tear ducts like perfect lemons
seeking the last drop for the tea of life.
Running into the light, ohhh that feels good.
Going into the glow I am lifted.
Shadow self on my heels tempting fear
Jealousy pounds on my back seeking entrance.
Beating shadows with big sticks is for naught
No pounding frightens mega shadows away.
There will be no slaughtering of shadows.
Still, prayer chants await roaming rains,
Effectively erasing pain with praise.
Rains ever wash away the scary shadows.
Splashing tears to the ground, cooling my flush cheeks.
Running no longer necessary. Breathe.