Cast off your sackcloth
Wash off your ashes
Lift up your head and open your hands
Throw back your shoulders
Put on your lipstick
Go pick some flowers
Just for today
Your sackcloth is patient
Your ashes can wait
Your eyes need reviving
Your hands need a rest
Your shoulders are hurting
Your lips need to smile
Beauty is awaiting to bless your soul
Seasons of pain can stretch for a lifetime
And moments of rejoicing must sometimes be intentional
A time for singing comes
If you cast your breath up through your vocal chords
Dancing comes too if you let it
The rain may pour
Grief may be heavy laden throughout each strand of your tapestry
There may be more black and grey than sky and sun
But cast off your sackcloth
Wash off your ashes
Open your windows
The ones in your soul
Clean out the cobwebs
Wash out the bitter
Breathe deep in perfumes of fresh rain or Roses
Throw your arms wide
Stand strong in your resolve
Put on your lipstick or whatever works best
Take a moment today for joy
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