Grief spiral

Grief is a spinning spiraling tide

With so much flotsam and jetsam

Buried deep inside

All of these past longings

Past fears

Part imaginings

Past memories

That rise

Unbidden

You reached for me again today

As I helped you to reassemble

More of the torn apart fragments

Of a life

It seems to me lately

We live so many different

Versions of our self

Over time

That we need these witnesses

These way showers

To hold us cohesively

Inside a vision of

Connectedness

These precious ones who

So lovingly

And over so many years

Help us to care for

And value

The broken apart pieces of our Self

We so easily discard

When we fail to honor the deeper patterns

Of the grief spiral

That moves deep within us

That carries our questing souls

Both backwards and forwards

Over the oceans of time