Cry
From feeling music
The world is so beautiful
Your karma is an incredible
Supreme machine of good
And you judge it this way
It is complex

Others wonder
What haunts you
They see you look broken
They wonder why
Why you aren't alone
With yourself
Like most are

You are empathetic
You stagger across heaven and hell
There is unbearable turbulence
Or traumatic exhaustion
...retribution will come...
Do us good
Comfort will come.

We regard you highly
In front of us
then searching
for sense

Because trauma
can scare or confuse

Each night when
we drift
back and forth
through sleep
we think of you

we spend hours
honing your logic
and understanding