When the rains come
The earth is cleansed and renewed
When our tears flow freely
We are released and renewed
We are in the age of grief
A time of inconsolable environmental tragedy
Our way of living the cause
The trees, the land, the oceans
All raped
And from the same hands, so many suffer
Human tragedies abound
Each of us facing our own inner crises
But we hold back the cleansing rains
Wilfully or delusionally swallowing our tears
Fearing that if we acknowledge our heartbreak
The tears will never stop
But tears and rain have their own rhythm and cycle
Pent up grief accumulates and is toxic
It drowns our resourcefulness, creativity and inner fire
It stagnantly pools inside us
Life no longer flows
We have so much to release
Time to let the tears flow, unburden your heart
And set you free