The Grief Poem by Varala Anand

As though black clouds cast over
As though in a storm of dust
The wind on the road
Spin and spin and inundated
The grief hit me

As though the waves of the sea spiraled
Like a storm and drenched
As though all the leaves of trees
Fell in a heap
The grief encompassed me

Hands to move
Legs to walk
Eyes to cry - all of them
As though covered by layers of sand
As though stuck behind the bars
The grief encompassed heart
Controls the thoughts

The walking chariot came to a halt
The directions on the way disappeared
All the hopes collapsed

But
Time has a healing medicine
I have a way of
sprouting again and again

Slicing the clouds of the sky
Setting the waves of the sea
Like a great tree that doesn't waver
Even in a whirlwind, I stood

Eyes that drooped in tears
Turned to be sun and moon
The grief beneath the layers of heart
Got centered
Life again
Took a new road