The Other Side
by Elizabeth Challinor
When the memories descend out of nowhere
like a thick heavy fog
and envelop you in their pain,
stretch out a hand,
plant a flower and claim your power.
A ray of white shining light,
a sea of hidden strength,
an album of other memories,
tender,
sweet and fun.
The fog will still linger,
do not point a finger.
Look through to the other side.
Eventually it will subside.
And return again!
When the pain descends out of nowhere like a thick heavy fog,
smile quietly and say, "you again?"
Stretch out a hand,
plant another flower
and claim your power.
The fog will still linger,
don't point a finger.
Look through to the other side.
Plant your tender powers
and reap a life of flowers.
