a-part

often,
I sit by myself
and cry -
in the bath,
in the rain,
in the sun,
in the wind,
not to hide it
from the world,
but to hold the tears,
until I can feel
the water and fire
and wind
upon my skin,
becoming one
with the song
of this sacred world,
where I can join in
and be a-part
only when I am alone.