After a day of grief literacy I wonder...

How did it come to be that

I would take this seat at the

feet of grief?

Is it the fault in the stars?

The seismic shift the heart experiences

with ever word of lived experinces shared,

every drop of each free’d tear,

every emotion unspoken, yet so clearly felt.

To sit down and ask

What do you know about grief?

To wait silently for the answer we all have known, all along.