Riding the Wave of Grief

Such a minuscule reprieve A blink of relief Before the wave of grief rises again Blindsiding, capsizing, crushing from within Dissolving our freshly-paved resolve To finally be rid of the pain. While you catch your stolen breath While you release those captive tears Remember the pattern of waves: To rise, to impact, to retreat. ItContinue reading “Riding the Wave of Grief”