The process

When one is struggling for a glimpse of light
And everything is darkened by the passing night
When all who should be helpful create  misery
Tears break the silence and invite clarity..

How painful the process that changes everything
Healing cannot happen without some severing
Like earthly physicians who cut away disease
The eternal has methods and  mystic surgery

Things that are useless, harmful to the mind
Must be uprooted quickly and then left behind
Clinging to tightly to that which can destroy
Will hinder one's vision and prohibit  joy.