It is already here --- let me feel it - by Leunig

When the heart

Is cut or cracked or broken

Do not clutch it

Let the wound lie open

.

Let the wind

From the good old sea blow in

To bathe the wound with salt

And let it sting.

.

Let a stray dog lick it

Let a bird lean in the hole and sing

A simple song like a tiny bell

And let it ring