my loss is like the ocean
overwhelming
vast. deep. wide.
mother of 5
only 3 are living
my mom's in heaven too.
my grief is like the ocean
overwhelming
so many losses. not all deaths
crashing waves of grief
knock me down
and I get back up
my grief is like the water
changing
clear. calm. gentle.
muddy. salty. rough.
cool. warm. cold.
soothing. stinging. healing.
my grief is like the tide
predictable
birthdays. anniversaries. beloved things.
little blond girls. bearded men in plaid.
gentle. ebbing. flowing.
i know what's in the depths.
my grief is like the waves
tumultuous
the things I can't plan for
triggers that produce tears
lizards. egyptians. mighty men.
take my breath away
i'm at the ocean
resting
anchored in the sand.
warm waves splash over me
repeatedly. reassuringly.
i'm grounded.
i'm in the ocean
floating
one moment at a time
carried by the waves
softly. gently.
i'm comforted.
i'm in the ocean
struggling
crashing waves of grief
overtake me
too many anniversaries and birthdays
20 years of ocean
i'm in the ocean
drowning
but the ocean's maker is here
he carries me,
strongly. lovingly.
i can breathe again
the maker's love is like the ocean
deep. vast. overwhelming.
always there.
comforting. guiding.
i am saved. i am safe.
walking through my ocean
by guinever van campen
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