There are those who would say
That grief is love
Transcending time and space
Yet my love, my grief
Seem to coexist in a state of turmoil
Each writhing over the other
In a constant bid to be felt
Love digs holes in my heart
In which to live
Grief buries it
Stomps the seeds
Deep into earthen heart
Tears play a lament in the soil
Yet love sprouts
Finds its way back to the light
Dazzles grief with golden petals
Holds it with hands of leaves
Shares in the sorrows
Of that not yet lost
Realizes
They are one

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