The Process of Grief ~

CHRISTian poetry ~ by deborah ann

Grief is a process,
time it does not know
it keeps its own rhythm
tis why it ebbs and flows.

It swells like a wave,
rising in your chest
you never know when
it will rise or crest.

Grief is a phase,
time means not a thing
it keeps its own beat
tis why it’s so cutting.

It stuns like a blow,
hitting in your face
you never know when
for one you should brace.

Grief is a transition,
time has no meaning
but, we who trust God . . .
know joy will be coming!

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2 Peter 3:8

“But, beloved, be not ignorant
of this one thing, that one day
is with the Lord as a thousand years,
and a thousand years as one day.

Psalm 30:5

Weeping may endure
for a night, but joy cometh
in the morning.

King James Version
Public Domain

Copyright 2019
Deborah Ann…

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