the bent willow weeps
but not for loss
branches pulled low
but not for burden
leaves poured like green tears
but not for wistful woe
the bent willow weeps
because it’s what it does
its lost nymph is brokenheart
created to cry out
singing songs of –
"I will bear your ache
if you let me
I will drink your pain
if you press your life
against my cold hard skin
for a moment…
just a moment…
Harnessing Chaos 