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.
