Did you ever know, dear, how much you took away with you when you left?
C.S. Lewis, A Grief Observed
Grey and Blue
I lied:
I'm never done with you
Never finished,
Never lost,
Never not yours
Did I lie,
Or tell the truth,
A truth beyond my comprehension?
Because
We've changed
The Beast in Me
Come to me, you wild beast,
You whirling storm of beauty
Battered, scarred, bruised and teased
You grew beyond majesty
Wide, cold skies weep for you
In pain, relief and sorrow
Rage rumbles,
