by Dr. Norma Leslie
Grief is that hollow word that howls emotional pain
and lack of control.
It is the price I pay for loving and attaching to an idea,
a belief, a thought, a wish, a feeling,
a thing, a relationship, a person, a state of being;
and then having that attachment ripped uncontrollably
from my life.
What is the purpose?
Is it to allow me to become
and view my being from a different perspective?
Is it a way for me to learn how to love and treasure myself?
Is it a way to begin a journey of self-acceptance?
But questioning why is easier than accepting.
How do I attach to the idea of acceptance?
Will it too be ripped away?
Someway, I have to trust and know that
I am not alone and will be shown the path.
That the journey toward acceptance is difficult, yet peaceful.
That acceptance allows me to live in a cradle of love.
Let the journey begin.