The grief in me is strong. I never knew such loss before. It hits suddenly and then fades only to be remembered again. There are many ways to heal; wrath, religion, self improvement. I don't know how to go around it. There has been an increase in my feelings for nature though. I notice the breeze that passes by, the sunlight rays that poke through the clouds; oh and my rain, that precious nourishing gift. I long for those days, where i stay cozied up, just listening.
The healing of nature.
The grief in me is strong. I never knew such loss before. It hits suddenly and then fades only to be remembered again. There are many ways to heal; wrath, religion, self improvement. I don't know how to go around it. There has been an increase in my feelings for nature though. I notice the breeze that passes by, the sunlight rays that poke through the clouds; oh and my rain, that precious nourishing gift. I long for those days, where i stay cozied up, just listening.
