Grief ~

As for grief, 🍃

You’ll find it comes in 🍃waves.

When the ship is first wrecked,

🍃You’re

Drowning, 🍃

With wreckage all around you

Everything 🍃

Floating around you reminds you 🍃

Of the beauty and

The magnificence of the

The ship that was, 🍃

And it is no more.

And all you 🍃

Can do is float.

You find some piece of the

Wreckage, 🍃

And you hang on for a while.🍃

Maybe it’s some physical thing.

🍃Maybe it’s a

Happy memory or a photograph. 🍃

Maybe it’s

A person who is also floating. 🍃

For a while, all

You can do is float.

🍃Stay alive.

In the beginning, the waves are 100 feet tall 🍃

And crash over you without mercy. 🍃

They🍃

Come 10 seconds apart,

And don’t even give🍃

You have time to catch your 🍃breath.

All you can do

It hangs on and floats. 🍃

After a while, maybe

Weeks, maybe months,

You’ll find the waves🍃

They are still 100 feet tall,

But they come further

Apart 🍃

When they come,

They’re still all 🍃

Over you and wipe you out.

But in between, 🍃

You can breathe,

You can function. 🍃🍃

You never know what’s

It’s going to trigger grief.

🍃

It might be a song,

A picture, 🍃

A street intersection or the 🍃

The smell of a cup of coffee.

It can be just about 🍃

Anything, and the wave comes crashing.

But in between waves, there is life.

🍃