Sunday ~ October 18, 2016

When grief sits with you, its
tropical heat thickening the air,
heavy as water more fit for gills
than lungs;
when grief weighs you like your
own flesh
only more of it, an obesity of grief.
you think, how long can a body withstand this?
Then you hold life like a face
between your palms, a plain face,
no charming smile, no violet eyes,
and you say, yes, I will take you
I will love you again.

( Ellen Bass, 1947 -   )