When the old ways don't work anymore

When the old ways don't work anymore
How do we change course?
It's like digging up the dead
and dragging them to a new cemetery
it's messy and hard 
and leaves a trail
unmistakable and ugly
But the rot dries out
and the shame has
sunlight shone
in the darkest corners
We bury the things anew
yes, with grief
and ceremony
but also with understanding
and healing
and finality
rather than a hasty
shoving under the earth
to hide the bitter
the hurt and the humiliation
and in the end
there is no longer a well groomed
field of beautiful death
but a lumpy and lovely
and untidy home
for the heart that is whole again