First Published 8/18/2009
Probe this sadness, probe it with me
in hidden hollows, achiness, release.
Hollows hidden in my heart, sadness
I know not whence it came, whence it will go.
Together
Touch upon hidden places,
into and out of the corners.
Achy, pent up reserves of tears,
release them, explore them, taste them on your tongue.
Mourning, weeping, wailing.
Enter Thalia daughter of the goddess,
restore happiness unto me.
Thalia, restore happiness to my breast,
thou deity of old.
Restore my heart, return to me,
limbs torn asunder in the wind, through the storm.
Fresh, life
renew, eternity
The aching building dam of sadness,
awaken, awoken fresh fears.
Dead, you have gone and I am left empty
as though you had died, have you not?
Mourn with me, upon the mount,
thou living God, are you not the one?
I confess to have thought I felt you there,
for your arms I have sought.
Explore the depths of my mourning,
probe my heart, we join together,
harmoniously seeking the depths, despair.
Thou hast abandoned me, I am,
alone.
Explore this sadness, probe the depths
enter in, kiss my tears away.
Gasping I release the anger, the pent up tears,
hidden ecstasy, relieve my agony.
Together
Can I live, breathe, through you?
Release, relieve, mourning, weeping, wailing.
Fears, deep fears, narrowly escaped,
realization denied, Thalia cried
she had died.
Tread lightly, in the shadows
relieve the burden, upon my soul.
