Grief invades
And overtakes
Barreling into
Each moment awake
Grief demands
Attention here
Plummets me
Into despair
Grief the bully
Reminding me
Of the one I’ve been
The ones I’ve known
What if I stood
Up from the earth
To which I’m bent
And searched
Is there something
In grief’s end
That can become
A friend?
A teacher?
A guide?
Leading me to
What’s deeper inside
Exquisite pain
Of all things lost
Jesus hanging
On the cross
Bowed there
For a time
In agony and grief
That was mine
Only to see
Grief ends
For you
For me
Grief now tender
As made new
It renders
Hope
