“on its way now”
by Brian Varchmin
“on its way now”
I send the healing
in reverse
backwards to
the original curse
that time back there
that can’t be erased
and the injury
forever retraced
that pulls at the sides
of your beautiful face
and pushes your happiness
out of its place
and laces its bitterness
into the taste
of these days that follow
and forever the nights
where your heart’s held captive
from the morning light
yes, back through the bleeding
of the terrible mess
to the eternal source
of all happiness
to open the channel
that stood always before
from which the eternal
heavens pour
to pull back its doors
and widen its course
until it crashes right through
as your avenging horse
the ride that arrives
when the world was too late
to lift you up and
unseal your fate
and rewrite it with you
into what you deserve
the happiness, the joy
and your endless reward