Today, under the wet raining trees, a great grief found me

It pounded and crashed against the strength of this heart, a flood of wreck and wash leaving silence in its wake

Grief waves that swept across my lungs and erased the sky

Grief that belongs in the ground, grief that waits behind the moon

This grief grips, madness that gathers inside when the walls have stood too tall for too long

Patiently gathering this grief, I wonder how I am going to hold the awe of life in this body for one more day

It is a grief that strengthens the heart’s capacity for love

It is a grief that teaches us to forgive, and listens when we have walked away

This is the grief I grieve, a grief that collides with joy as if it could save me,

And it has.



photograph by CAR