Grief

Is like the hurricane that pummels you

With wind and torrential rain.

Knocking you to the ground,

Tearing away at your very foundation

Till you feel like you cannot hold on any longer.

Then a feeling of calm deceptively settles over,

You regain some strength

You get back up

Only to be swept away once again.

Yet, this time in the powerful surge of water

You are swirling, gasping for air, drowning…

Finally – reprieve

Rescue.

Every hurricane passes

Leaving devastation and loss in its wake.

But survival of the human spirit

Always prevails.

Eventually the pain, loss and grief lessens,

Life goes on.

Different than before

You adapt to change

But the memories of that hurricane

They are embedded in your mind,

Your heart and your soul forever.

Shannon Little ©

*Inspired by Hurricanes Irma, Harvey, Jose and the loss of C.F. and J.C.

2017