Grief is a portal
Through which we tear
Tear by tear
So unaware
Of the magical transformation
Taking place
Propelled into
a different Time and
Space
Altogether.
We’re thrown into a wild
Unknown.
A new world.
A different domain.
Unchartered waters.
Unfamiliar terrain
We’re unsure how to navigate
Who are my friends here?
Who do I trust
Who will understand this strange new language
which has been thrust
upon me
So unexpectedly?
As sure as the sun rises
The answers come
Not something to be sought
Or anything to be got
Simply, thy will is done.
Everything to be received
As sure as I breathe
In and
Breathe out.
So effortless with ease.
I see all that I have loved
All that I have lost
All my pain and sorrow
The cost
for my freedom.
But nothing truly gone and
Nothing truly gained
Just a knowing that nothing
Nothing
Will ever be the same.
All that I love is with me
And has always been.
And will always be
Time and time again.
And so I sit in knowing
All that is to come
will be showered upon me
like the warmest rays
of the sun.
This is the magnificent gift grief has brought to
Me.
The requirement to embrace
All I was meant
To be.