I didn’t know I needed to grieve
Until the blackberry grove
Opened itself within me
Thorny dome entangled
As it was with all the sharp
Rage that had held me together
And kept me apart.
Enter it said,
Move within the protected hollow
See the white petaled stars
Softness behind the pain
Lay within the hallowed womb
Until you become as water
Flowing around and through
While the night cascades around you.