Reflection of grief.

 I find that I am weary

this day so bright yet dreary

has crept into my soul with sigh

drowning hope with burning cry

a scream to echo, why!

But this is not a question friend

it is I fear the woe of end

that wraps around in tune

with tears to follow soon.

Where darkness keeps the light at bay

and what should be, now dare I say

eludes the bleeding heart

miles and miles apart.

I kiss the night with every hope 

and pray that on this wretched rope 

my faith will not run dry

until the day I die.

So as I look up at each star

I wonder friend, which one you are, 

for you were like no other ...

I love you still, my brother. 

K.E.C

aka Deo Volente

August 12, 2023.