I Have Learned the Geography of Grief

" I have walked the silent paths of grief Sunless,dreary,cold and all alone. I have slept on beds of winter leaves. I know that death’s a greedy starving thief. Although my heart weeps and my joy has gone. I have never felt I was deceived. I have learned that human life is brief. I have learned by sorrow we’re undone. I have sifted earth and what’s beneath. I have felt the dark emotions seethe I've felt cruelly burned by glaring sun. I have learned the geography of grief. I wait in sorrow for this life to cease Yet some are never loved by anyone I have dreamed in beds of winter leaves Unconsoled grief can make us dumb Into our hearts, we drag the ice that numbs I have walked the silent paths of grief I have made my bed on winter leaves