Acceptance Poem by Reva Kern

Early morning chill
A flower falls
Weeping on a branch
Silently suffering
Asking us to listen
To the sound of
Sorrow -
I hang my head
Ashamed -
In one breath
I gulp down
Thirty years of grievances -
I believe people are
born with poetic natures -
Today I place my hands
around my body
setting it free
from despair
Like a ritual -
A cat comes and
Lies down beside me
My fingers caress its tail
It yields to my spirit
No longer afflicted -
I admit now
Everything was just
One of attitude.