No remedy exists for hidden grief
A blank face and a voice that does not speak
Expression is the route to our relief
The caterpillar gnaws the new green leaf
And actions are the place where meaning leaks
No remedy exists for hidden grief
Emotions are all clouded and bereft
We look around and all the world seems bleak
Expression is the pathway to relief
Song or dance or paint or words can leave
A form wherein our agony is Greek
No remedy exists for hidden grief
We trust the dark,continue to believe
Though all we hear at first are our own shrieks
Expression is the way to true relief.
The heart and soul are patient and are meek.
For the unknown God, they darkness seek
No remedy exists for hidden grief
Expression gives us comfort and relief
