Grief is unlayering
revisit your core
you are the seeds of hopeResharing this poem as a inspiration to let go for those who are in pain today. Thank you to The Drabble for choosing this poem as one of the Ten Favorite Drabbles of 2016.
By Ali Grimshaw
A crack,
followed by a breaking open.
As the walls fall,
you will no longer be contained,
held separate.
Grieve and they shall crumble,
until the last stone is still
Leaving you in a field of golden openness.
Wide and light,
No need for protection
Bare
In the warm air.
Bio: Ali Grimshaw is a poet and blogger. Her blog called flashlight batteries, https://flashlightbatteries.wordpress.com/, offers hope for those struggling in the darkness and a mirror for tough times in life.
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Congratulations. The crack, the crumbling. . .the easing, the letting in of light and hope.
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Thank you for visiting my site Merril.
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You’re very welcome.
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Congratulations Ali and very well deserved. 🌼
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Thank you. Keep shining your healing light on the world.
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Oh Ali! Yes! Bare it, grieve. This is wonderfully supportive and understanding.
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Thank you. My love touch your day
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Oh, beautiful. Thank you Ali.
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Thank you Ali, yes the cracks do heal, and the stones stop rolling, a glorious poem.
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Thank you Ivor. I am so glad that you enjoyed it. Take care of your heart.
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I’m still learning to take more care, and slowly getting there. xx
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It is an ongoing process to heal and stay open to love. You are doing it.
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yes Ali I’m doing fine, thank you.
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Grieve and they shall crumble,
until the last stone is still
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Thank you for your reflection. I always appreciate hearing what resonates with you.
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And congratulations on the accolade!
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Thank you. If you haven’t read The Drabble I encourage you to check it out.
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Wonderful, Ali.
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I loved the word unlayering. Your poem speaks to me clearly – I feel I know the crack, the breaking open, the falling of the walls, the grief – and then how amazingly we are led to our core. Feeling the freedom and the warmth … Beautiful!
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Thank you for sharing the parts of this poem that resonate with you. I continue to learn how to grieve and to let go.
May love touch your day.
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My pleasure. It has been a deep process in my experience. Wish you ease & joy.
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