Grief
In the quiet corridors of the soul, a heaviness resides,
Tearing at the seams, where grief in shadows hides.

Not always visible, beneath life's surface it dwells,
Deeply rooted, in silent, unseen swells.

Like water for a thirsting soul, cleansing the ache,
Sunlight filtering through, the dawn of heartbreak.

In the ebb and flow of this grief-stricken sea,
A healing journey, a process begins to set the soul free.

A reflection on the heaviness of grief and seeking out replenishment through sunlight and water.