Healing through a glass pane- a poem

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Healing through a glass pane

Have you ever seen a glass pane?

Have you seen it with pain?

Swathe yourself in its admiration

Dig until it offers a revelation 

It presents an amalgamation of visions

It offers choices with precision

 

You can either look through it

Get going, make your morning coffee and brew it

You can pay attention to what’s waiting on the other side

You’re hurting already and this one is painful to decide

 

Or you can focus on your own dull reflection

Read aloud your story’s most excruciating section

Scan everything that surrounds

Find things that shake you, make you lose your ground

 

Don’t haste the pick for there is a third option

You’re both the bidder and the seller at this auction

You can choose to merely look at the glass

Stay in the emotion, inhale it until it is ready to pass

 

Neither hustling to be whole

Nor regressing against the goal

Just feel the pain to heal the pain

Have you seen a glass pane?

-Maithili

 

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