Do not go into the night
With stains, residue, dirt…
Or the debris of collapsed hopes
And unfulfilled dreams.
Bathe… cleanse yourself
In the flow of time
Exfoliated by the roughness of sorrow
Realize that in your life story
You’re but a character playing a part.
Close the book of your life
Ever so gently…
What happened is now over.
Do not carry with you
Into a new dawn
What should be dissolved
In the nothingness of the night.