Unfurling

In suffering, we often hide.

Afraid to unfurl,

Afraid that we lied.

Shame keeps us prisoner 

And it does it for free

We are haunted by sorrow

When we long to be free

It’s a human thing

To feel this bad

Feeling that it’s wrong

Is what is so sad

But what if fragility became part of the hue?

Every tear, every scar,

Of the souls’ breakthrough.