Nathalia, Victoria, Australia
GRIEFS FACE
What does grief look like?
Deaths face is known well
Yet never have I seen the other
Her figure elusive and veiled.
Hidden behind rhetorics of culture
Slipping away like gentle mist
Creeping in unexpectedly
A longevity denied.
Soft whispers that she encourages
Lighting a direct route to loss
Buried deep under layers
Of forced strength and resilience.
Tears well warm in memory
Aches long ignored live
Fall gratefully into her soft embrace
Feel a comfort that enfolds.
Allow her beauty to surround you
Whenever you have need
Though her face is never shown
She supports your release.
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