HIS TIME OF GRIEF

I met HIM in the DEAD of night,

HIS heart lonely and SO withdrawn from life.

I knew that HE was weighed down with a HEAVY soul.

And it was @ this time that I knew,

Why HE came.

HIS life so EMPTY,

Seemingly without any REAL meaning;

But with all my reasoning I should have ran,

For HE had LOST the LOVE of HIS life.

So in HIS time of grief,

The universe spoke to me;

And it was then I knew what I am meant to do.

HIS grief is part of my human experience,

And I am to crack the outer shell of HIS scary world;

Leaving us both RAW n’ FRESH.

Showing HIM that I willing to walk thorough grief,

Revealing the LAST person HE expected to see;

Forcing the trust HE tried so hard not to feel.

Now in HIS time of grief,

HE has STRENGTH n’ RESILIENCE;

In the wisdom of WE.

For HIS burden has been eased,

I help HIM carried it;

Now HE can process and release…

HIS thoughts n’ feelings,

Filtered via the beloved someone.

I know @ first HE felt guilt,

For allowing me inside;

But now HE understands.

I am the messenger,

Sent via the universe for HIS benefit;

In HIS time of grief.

© tgk