Tag: poem

  • Release.

    Release.

    The crab
    rips off its claw
    when it no longer works
    and grows a new one
    back to its normal size
    like nothing ever happened.

    When my cells locate
    something toxic inside me,
    they automatically
    remove it.

    It’s nature’s law that I
    release.
    Follow my body’s impulse
    to cut out what is unhealthy
    to leave space and allow for
    the healthy to grow.

    “Release.” – bem