It's Going to Pass

A last grieving heave that will burst forth life.

courtesy of AI - comes in handy now and then

Grief is a shiverless wave
That washes you cold, 
Like the chill of fever. 

It is like blue stage light, 
Bright and harsh, 
Glaring in gaze. 

It is the Eye of Sorrow
You can't escape, 
Lidless and encompassing. 

It is dulling to all senses, 
A butter to the wound, 
Softly smeared and smoothly sealed. 

It is numbness. 
Dry eyes unseeing
In a hall of tears. 

It is sobbing.
A dam let loose, 
With no trickle here. 

It is slow and scrunching, 
Breathed and back-held, 
And waterfall tumbling. 

It is unseen pain, 
But physically felt, 
Wrenching real in gut. 

It is doubled in birthpang, 
Contracting its course, 
And laboring long... 

It's going to pass. 
A last grieving heave
That will burst forth life. 


~ Sierra Westerholm

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Thanks for reading guys. I promise this is the last sad poem for a little while. If you read my last poem Shades of Grief, then you’ll know my aunt recently passed away from cancer. Both this poem and my previous one were written a couple months before she passed, as I already began to process my grief. Most of this poem came about fairly easy, but I struggled for over two months before I could finish the last stanza. At last, I was able to finalize it within a week of our loss. I hope it can strike a relatable chord.

I promise I will start posting on some other topics after this! The weather is finally warming up, and I know there are many sunny, happy, and exciting things anticipated by (hopefully!) many of you. But I also know that things like loss and grief do not time themselves with just the rainy or the cold days of the year, or conveniently postpone themselves from important holidays or the special days. It comes when it comes, and we have no control, but to grieve. But, it is going to pass. There is life. There is hope. And there is reason to keep living. Life is a precious gift from God, and death is only a reminder to live it well, and live it to the fullness of His glory.

P.S. Yes, the Eye of Sorrow is an indirect reference to the Eye of Sauron, from Tolkien’s “The Lord of the Rings.” I couldn’t help the analogy - it seemed to capture it well.