Nothing’s Gained Without Loss
Take me.
Take me to the indigo
Shut off
shut off the radio
endless in my brain
show me the light
that isn’t an oncoming train
Nothing’s gained without loss
I understand the rain
drop can’t create without
losing its shape
on the grass-tips.
Strip it
all away soon
lose it
shed my cocoon
without a trace
Fall!
I have faith
and uncovered face
Change me!
Create again.