i fervently hope that when you are in the depths of your pain
you have someone who can support you
hold you
allow you to say whatever that needs to be purged
move your body in whatever way that honors your emotions
as they leave
someone who can witness the poem of grief
as it moves through your limbs and lips
and if you do not have that
i hope your own presence allows you to witness yourself
that your own two arms may wrap around your flesh
and that it may provide comfort
and if not
there is always the welcoming sea
who is a collection of all the salty tears of grief
a reflection of the depths of a collective's praise for the things they have lost