Empty your heart of this grieving oil,
Let bad memories seize to pass.
Fill up your soles with the smallest
Of moments.
And walk among the fruits of joy.

Harvest the seeds that grow anger,
Rip up the weeds that yield doubt.
Smile in the face of all darkness,
And be your own saving grace.

Give into time at all measures,
Let the rain come as it will,
Please though, just always remember,
Who you are at the end of each day.

You are good.