GRIEF and ISOLATION. It is a bleak, BLEAK WORLD out THERE.

YOU COME NAKED IN THIS WORLD TO SUFFER, MY FRIEND,

'COS LIFE'S NEVER EASY.

Truly, it's 4 am now, pre-dawn.

You can feel the icy stillness.

You are assailed by the unearthy silence of morn, it's eerily stark.

Somewhere out there, a lone dog barks.

Did it espy a haunting?

Maybe.

Elsewhere in my room, the AV is playing a light operatic piece.

It's pure enchantment.

It's undistilled bliss.

GRIEF?

Yes, here are some of my scattered thoughts:

GRIEF is a bleak word in a sombre world.

You come NAKED in this world to suffer a multitude of pains.

LIFE IS NEVER EASY, my friend.

Are you feeling desolate?

IMAGINE THE ISOLATION.

You see the world through a tainted window.

On one side of the glass you see happy, untroubled people,

And on the other side - YOU .....

Do you not know that GRIEF is an animal?

It has a life of it own and we are at its mercy,

GRIEF is the stillness of the world,

It's like that quiet rain that never stops falling,

They say GRIEF transforms us

but into WHAT ?

GRIEF is one bleak word -

IT NUMBS US.

Maybe it's the OCTOBER rain playing tricks on my imagination,

It pours and howls,

I  hold the cuppa tightly in my hand as I sit and reflect on tide and tide,

WE HAVE ONLY THIS MOMENT,

SPARKLING LIKE A STAR IN OUR HANDS,

AND MELTING LIKE A SNOWFLAKE,

WE MUST USE TIME AS A TOOL -  NOT A COUCH,

GRIEF AND ISOLATION COME IN PAIRS,

AND IT'S A BLEAK, BLEAK WORLD OUT THERE

SOMEWHERE -

For sure.