© Copyright Pip Wilson, 2010
Sometimes grief descends
on hearts before bereaving.
Thinking on my hearty sons
can set my heart a-grieving
that distance might divide us
when my children are a-leaving.
Sometimes grief descends
when all around is shining.
Venus fades into the day
when Erebus is declining.
And Jamie passing into James
And Remy turning into Rem
can set my spirit pining.
Sometimes grief descends
when man insults perfection.
He gilds the walnut mirror frame
and etches out perfection;
turquoise-gold Aurora's light
he sullies with pollution.
And sometimes grief descends
by all accounts unbidden --
when better turns to best
we might grieve all of a sudden.
Grief requires but honest hearts:
its purposes are hidden.
Perhaps grief antecedes the men
and women that it saddens.
Monday, May 31, 2010
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