Sorrow is praise for what was, what is, and what will be.
My sorrow is as great as my love.
I appreciate all the ways I grieve.
My pain is a signpost toward deeper truths.
I do not rush the hurt and pain, I mature in my own time
I begin again, I begin again, I begin again.
I parley with the sea of grief and return what is not mine
I heal myself, with the loving support of Others
the tears of my loss rinse darkness from my heart
The delicacy of my Humanness connects me to what I’ve lost
This eternal feeling of grief, is finite
My Sorrow empties the full chambers of my heart
There is no need to carry my burdens, I lay them down
My sorrows are heard, held, and honored
The experience of grief is universal, I am not alone
Self-repair and self-healing are natural
The roots of my sorrow lie beyond the ordinary mind
Sorrow quickens me toward healing
It is safe to surrender to grief, what is washed away is no longer needed
I grieve for As long as it takes
soft upon the shadows of my grief, is the dawn of light
My breathe strengthens With each dive into the ocean of grief
Sorrow is an opening to the future, i step through
Sharing my sorrow does not burden others
The flow of sorrow is healing so I let it flow
There is an end to my sorrow
The ache within me is the answer I’ve yet to know
Sometimes everything hurts, and that’s ok
Each time I crawl from the cave of sorrow, I glimpse a glow in my heart
Faith is the surrender of outcome, while doing my best
No one is without loss, without sorrow, without grief
The sharp spines of my grief multiply until I learn to care for myself
Acknowledging the loss, hurt and pain, soothes me
Loss and sorrow cannot be avoided, suffering can
Innocence is not ignorance, it is safe to live again