the weight of loss & grief of the softest and simplest kind.
the ache.
the disillusionment.
the dissolution.
into the ether, to be born again.
to be reborn again.
to dance.
to dance!
to laugh.
to love.
to be reborn, dancing in the flames.
death is part of life.
death enables life.
death becomes life.
death imbues the living with vitality & wonder.
and, it [still] hurts.
let us be here now.
let us be still here now.
let us be still.
let us be here.
let us be.
let us grieve.
let us feel.
let us return.
these words have no power over us. and, these words set us free.
a part of me died in the dust.
a part of me died here.
a part of me died this year.
so much of me died.
and so much of me lived so fully too.
I put this in the “pure creative writing” section for plausible deniability. I wanted to let myself write without thinking. I wanted…
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