In a sanctuary of solitude
put fire to the votive
and kneel at the feet
of your grief.
The world you have known
depends on your tears
and unending sorrow
like the earth looks to the horizon
for new light.
Listen for the sigh
that will escape your lungs
at the end of a joyful day.
Here you will celebrate
what is rightfully yours
with a smile
given for no one
but the mirror.
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