And I Know….

And I know how great grief
requires a resting from the world
and a return to bed.

And the bed enfolds your sorrow
and your body lets go of
the hot salty blinding tears.

And you know that
no one can soothe you,
that only knowing that
brings a surrender.

And the holy morning
light and the darkling
mourning night will
come and go and
you will stay.

And you will hold up a
lantern fashioned of
understanding to those
who feel the need
to rest from the world
until strength returns.

Vicki Woodyard

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