It is careful work to carry it all.
It is a new moon and a spring tide
bound to a greater cycle.
Tethered
to a rise and return.
You are too.
So summon a rise from your soft belly and
hold steady like steel.
Let the wash of return expose the wound.
You must know the wound to know the remedy.
You must be eager for what is gentle and
wed to patience.
You must rise
and you will return.
You must rise
and you will return.