Surrendering Grief

Gathering blooms all around

looking down, close to the ground.

Deep within, still uncovering.

My heart it weeps,

the pain I feel is rising now and very real.

My self I thought was moving on,

but yes that is true

but only if,

I give to You this treasured pain.

Only if, 

I bring this gift, and offer it with sincerity

will these burdens lift and I release,

this truly deep grief.

The grief I carry for so very long

the grief I know came with me

over many pathways, lovingly. 

This grief it knows other lives,

this grief I hid in my darkest place.

This grief I give will be replaced

by very bright open space.

I have kept myself alone for long

knowing sorrow was deep to my core

and believing I would,

live it through

and give my love to animal friends

who understand how it is,

we do befriend pain.

Turn the other cheek again.

But no longer,

will I know my pain is for me.

My pain it comes to set me free.

My pain is my deepest gift.

I must surrender it.

And indeed I do now.

And as I go to light the fire,

my little dog walks with me

as he knows,

he too will be free from old troubled times.

Old abuse has been useful.

Old pain has arisen,

old pain is lifted,

old pain is gifted.

Joy is shining in,

we indeed are beginning

to rise above,

to beam openness and Love.

Written with an armful of Jonquils on September 2, 2017