Grief Poem by James McLain

A tempest of sorrow, where heartache seeps.
Through depths of despair, its tendrils entwined,
A haunting melody, forever enshrined.

Like a silent storm, it ravages the soul,
Leaving scars unseen, taking its toll.
In tear-stained moments, the ache finds release,
Echoes of longing, seeking solace and peace.

Through sleepless nights, the memories persist,
A bittersweet dance, where joy and pain coexist.
The weight of loss, a burden hard to bear,
Yet love's indelible mark lingers in the air.

In quiet corners, grief finds its abode,
A pilgrimage through darkness, on a solitary road.
But in its passage, strength begins to rise,
Resilience awakens, as hope softly sighs.

For grief, a teacher, in its somber grace,
Teaches us the depth of love's sacred space.
Though wounds may linger, the heart will mend,
Embracing life anew, where healing transcends.

So let the tears flow, let emotions unfold,
For grief is a testament to stories untold.
In its solemn presence, we learn to let go,
To cherish the light, as memories continue to glow.