My heart beats heavy from this day.

A breeze unfurls my saddened brow and blows through sunshine looking down.

I watch the world watching me and shrug the pain from this tree.

I feel the grief and let it pass
I feel it take
whatever’s left in me.

And when it’s done and when it’s free
it roams the sun and roams the breeze.

And all the world will move along
and the world will never see-
this tree of mine
arms outstretched like branches do
and leaves like tears reach the ground
watering roots I’ve dug so deep

Grief is a whisper in the wind
filled with tears
full of pain
full of gusts
That never remain

I raise my arms to let it pass
Lay my head and close my eyes and learn to smile through my knives.

I wait for winds to come and go...

feeling hearts that also know that grief can shake your solid soul
and bend
and break
to lose control.

And yet I stand
Refuse to bow
Refuse to go
Standing
Leaning

Telling the tree to love
Again