Grief will connect us all again

You cannot   sail the river deep  of grief
Though it flows on its course to the sea
It flows under the ground,under dark leaves

How can  any friend never see?
Anguish cannot hide  totally
How can a  new life now ever be?

You speak soft,so sweet,quietly
I  can   sense how you suffer beneath
As the river flows on,how to be?

As the red leaves fly up , as winds seethe
They fall far away  from their home
The ground is a carpet   of grief.

The tree is a mother now forlorn
She has lost  her little children  to the storm
We can’t hear how she  patiently groans

Grief will  connect us again
As  our tears  slither  down to the rain
They will join the deep river of grief
As it flows under the ground  deep in leaves

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About Kate Thwaite

I love writing , conversation, art, wild flowers, music and air.And books
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