Grief

Grief is like a creek 
It’s quiet 
It lives in everyone 
And it fills and it drains 
And everyone’s seasons are different
When it’s your rainy season your creek is full and you can’t ignore it 
It wets everything 
You’re knee deep in water
But everyone else is splashing about just fine 
Grief is a creek because it’s persistent 
You cannot avoid loss
It is inevitable 
And when it’s your time to experience loss
You’ll hear the gurgling of the creek 
Grief is a creek because it’s ever moving ever evolving 
With the seasons 
It changes 
Some days it is clear and you can see your toes at the bottom
Some days it’s murky and it’s difficult to look at it 
Grief is a creek because it brings about growth and brings about death 
It will water the plans that grow near it
It’s so green next to creeks
Like a child scribbled like green all over 
But not every life can live in the creek 
It can’t support everything 
Something’s will be lost 
Grief is a creek because it shortens and elongates and thins and widens 
Grief is a creek because it curves and turns and runs through hills and around forests and under bridges 
It exists in any place at any time 
Grief is a creek because it is a subtle force of nature 
It can drown the person in it
It can cleanse the person in it 
It can freeze the person in it 
It can hydrate the person in it
My creek is full and the season has heavy rains 
I hope I make it 

Advertisements

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out / Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out / Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out / Change )

Google+ photo

You are commenting using your Google+ account. Log Out / Change )

Connecting to %s