I have walked the silent paths of grief Sunless,dreary,cold and all alone. I have slept on bed of winter leaves. I know that death’s an avaricious thief. Although my heart weeps and my joy has gone. I have never felt I was deceived. I have learned that human life is brief. I have learned by sorrow we’re undone. I have sifted earth and what’s beneath. I felt the dark emotions in me seethe I've been cruelly mocked by glaring sun. I have grasped the geography of grief. I wait in silence for this life to cease Or will a fluttering wing make chaos come, Change my heart and give me a fresh lease? Unconsoled grief can make us dumb Into our hearts, we drag the ice that numbs I have walked the silent paths of grief I have made my bed on winter leaves.