gypsy soul stirs
twist in the
cold wintered ground
winter soul has waked
March 20, 2018
Some things cannot be fixedThey can only be carriedSome pain so brutal it rips shatterswrecksWhen this hell visitsWe don’t get to escapeWe speak about...
the freedom of grief
March 14, 2018
wrapped in earth prayers, waiting in repose
the one true god calls us to be mindful
they carry death into life
an echo of their collective g...
March 4, 2018
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Some things cannot be fixedThey can only be carriedSome pain so brutal it rips shatterswrecksWhen this hell visitsWe don’t get to escapeWe speak about time as a healeror offer empty words hoping they will make things betterin an effort to lessen the horrorthat has landed in our lifeButWhen pain is unbearable You bear the choice about how you go about living your lifeBut not about whether you carry painIt. Just. Comes.It is part of the human conditionJust the same as loveNot everything happens for a reasonThat fallacy denies us the one truth we requireThe freedom of GriefFor as long as it lastsAnd as often as it comesIt is a brutally painful journeyLeft undigested it will haunt usLeaving wounds to festerBut if we allow it Hold it as a sacred processScars formThe large and small deaths in our livesAcknowledgedAnd heldAnd our most fragile selvesRemain whole© ee