When overwhelmed, lavender.
When nerves fray,
pockets empty,
mind seems a tangle
of wires, crossed and stripped—
lavender.
When ears ring, head throbs,
eyes tire and lose focus
from the too-muchness of it all—
lavender.
When heart weeps
at the sheer number of ways
we divide, subjugate,
brutalize and neglect each other—
lavender.
When soul is starved
for peace and respite,
and throat runs dry,
can’t loose the words,
and lightest touch feels like daggers
breaking tender skin,
lavender.
–Melinda Coppola