You Heal

One morning you wake 
and everything works 
and almost nothing hurts. 
After seven months of returning 
and the surgery up through 
your mouth, you even can focus. 

After things happen, under the scarring 
you heal. It takes its jagged course 
upward and then 
believe it or not, 
so much for it, 
and it is done 
the chance of happening. 

Then the heart of not 
figuring a way back 
just happens again 
in the still world 
like rain running the 
skies and green becoming 
the hand of the sun.