Monday, January 30, 2012

haiku - Grief

Pass through me, Sweet Grief.
Mobilise the flow of Love
Cleansing Fire of Death.

Grief without an I,
no sadness inherent there.
Just the Flow of Love.

The Flow of Love is,
just a story to explain,
Inhaled by All.

Which is just story,
about what the feeling is,
The Something called Grief.

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