On Grief

Posted on January 9, 2019 by Jenn Zatopek

When I feel the crushing weight of grief,

of relationships lost, of rejection,

I go for a walk and look up.

Last night, the evening sky grew rich

with lavender and gray,

swirly silk banners flapping in the wind,

as the sun went down.

I wanted to fall into the blooming sunset,

the fiery streaks shattering my senses.

I know the mothering the good earth provides,

how it nurtures me, no matter how I look or feel

or act, the same way Someone else does too.

It’s not about what I do at all, no,

only about who I am, of being held and seen,

of being deeply known and loved.

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