Ideas Come Forth In My Mind Blooming Like Sakuras In Spring Poem by Suki Nakamura

i am humbled
for the goddess of pain
has paid respects
for my dwelling,

this aching heart
these brittle bones
these falling locks of hair
on the floor
asking for the comfort
of reasoning

last night she came
with a sad perfume
sprinkling my body
with the usual
stigma and the trauma

i surrender
and i say yes to her blessings

no tears now, she says
no wrinkled face

you have become purified
your skin is white and smooth
like borax
your mind opens
like the morning light

i kiss her feet and i see her fly
like a feather in the sky

i face the window
the arms of the sea embrace me

my pain carries me
like i am a leaf always in the comfort of the wind

tonight i float like the queen of the breeze
never fearing to fall on the grass

i am this agony
in the beauty of its hungry silence.