THE SOURCE OF GRIEF

POEM ON A TRAIN

03/08/16

Music brings a smile

Family a tear,

Past harmonies

Past dischord.

Alone in my fear

Come Muse 

Come assuage me

Come tune me from inside

Caress me

Come cheRish me 

I offer no pride. 

 

Just simply a story

A caution to those who would read on

Take not the pride or pain of others 

Or follow on the path

Weighed by the weight of others

Scarred from the aftermath

None but another comforter

Will stop to hold your hand

None but another carrier

Will aid you to upstand

And on It goes

You  pass it on

But still don't understand

Best rather share your grief 

With the source

Alter your vibration

Get on the train to the here and now 

Get off at the next best station!