One Month Today

How to Grieve

First the stone.  Let it settle

into the soil of your heart.

 

Then something worn—

turquoise set in gold—

 

that adorned her wrist,

square box of her bones.

 

Breathe your sorrow,

a bridge to what never dies,

 

its name the same as Spirit.

Let it test your mettle:

 

Let it fly.

 

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