A Poem a Day // Day Thirteen : November 13
Complicated Grief
Grief is complicated
I was sick — physically — then emotionally? and maybe now it’s spiritual
In the Mayan language there is a word for tumor
and it translates to “calcified grief”
a wise woman tells me that grief is only the culprit of suffering
when i hold it inside
but to release — I need safety
not judgement, not defense
it needs witness is the opening loving compassionate arms
of another who won’t let me drown in my own sadness
because they choose to be with me in it
there are beautiful cultures around the world that normalize
screaming and wailing and they don’t make tears the enemy
none of this “sit in the corner” or “what’s wrong” as if the sin
is empathizing with the world
if more people would let rivers of grief traverse their bodies
we would all see how on fire the world really is
if you’re not okay —- I would call that reasonable ….