All things Good are Bitter

Nothing else is left

from all that's sown and reaped

but a Bitter Goard from a bitter God

to survive the whole winter.

They say it's good for you

that it's nourishment, a healer.

Nothing else is left

from all that's sown and reaped

but the pain and the punishment,

quite enough, quite close

to knocking my guard down.

But they say it is good for you.

That it is medicine. 

that the darkness is the womb

and silence, part of the treatment.

So, be patient, my patient. 

In this dark womb of silence

grow patience.

The weight of the soil that buries you

is the weight of the soul that carries you

up, and up, to crack the crust

and out into that long-lost light.

-Uththara-