Its okay

Again I was standing on the rugged shore,
Dark cold unforgiving sea lapping my feet,
Urging me to wake up from my stupor
over and over and over again.
Snowbirds flying overhead to the warm shore.
Chattering happily, occasionally glancing back at me.
I stood still, I am not welcome to the warm shore,
anymore.

Then the north wind came,
bit early this year.
She sat down on the sand,
talked with the shore,
chatted with the waves.
She lingered there for long.

Then,
She whispered to no one,
That its okay, its totally okay
To grieve lose of my music,
Its okay for my laughter to fade
its okay to carry a fractured soul and a heavy feet.
its okay to carry my broken flute, like a precious treasure.

Because,
When my heart was violently ripped from me,
Even as my breath was snatched,
My knee broken, my head split open;
With my way back home closed, my future lost,
I stood back up, abeit a little unsteady at times,
I took steps, forging a new path,
Heavy steps, heavy breath, raining sadness;
I learned joy in being my broken self,
I learned, I am loved somewhere else,
I learned of a home with the Unseen,
A home I never knew but always yearned for.

After all, I lived.
So its okay little girl,
Its okay to grow up.