
I have done my grieving now It may never be fully over But now I am ready To surrender these heavy shrouds That lay like a leaden blankets oppressing my soul
Grief and mourning when you linger too long you become a robber Laying new opportunities to waste And yet it is not until our full grieving is digested That our hands and heart and soul Are freed or grown back again Able once again to reach for love Willing once again to take a chance
Grief you leave in your wake Ghostly fears that haunt us Roaming around the perimeter Of the ring pass not We dare not cross But we must in time find the courage To take that leap again To grow our gossamer wings And surrender our soul again to flight No longer shackled Or so tightly bound To the haunting incapacity of unreconciled sorrow
As we feel our shroud and burden lift We hear life calling us again Away from death And we come to see how far we have travelled
Though fear of death haunted us This is not the end And yet endings also always come Asking of us surrender
And with each ending comes The possibility Of a new beginning An opening of another portal in our soul’s pathway Through life Through wisdom Through pain Through love