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All the Wonders



Grief sneaks up on me,

cunningly disguising itself

so I can't see it coming.

Or maybe I see through its costumes

and just don't want to accept

that it's still here,

dragging at the corners of my spirit,

masking the colors around me,

dimming my hope, my joy.

I don't want to be sad

when the world is so shiny with tinsel

and the music calls for holiday cheer.

And then, finally,

I turn toward grief

and open my heart.

Grief and I embrace,


into the night.

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