I am happy this emptiness right here this emptiness right now is a temporary thang.
Happy people cry too even if their tears are confused, missed and taken for laughter Happy people scream too even though their pain is mistaken for con and fused with fervor
I am a happy person and this emptiness is a temporary thang
this Emptiness where my Worth once stood Worth I so carelessly gave away Worth that with an equal carelessness was wasted away, until my hallowed became hollow...
Stand not at this grave and weep for me Neither grieve for me Nor hold wake with me instead give me your noise lend me your laughter create chaotic celebration so that I can cry
Soak me in the sun of your warm smiles, transmute this sea of tears into fertile spring rains rich with the beauty of our combined joy. Lend me the rhythm of your stamping feet turn bitter grapes of sorrow into sweet wines of sacred wisdom, a precious ambrosia garnered from life’s painful lessons Pour it over this rotted earth let me use your bright colors as inspiration to re-landscape my barren greedy glorious garden
Grieve not for me nor hold wake with me
give me noise lend me laughter create chaotic celebration so that I can cleanse create and cry
for I am a happy person and this this is but a temporary thang.
