It begins somewhere

It begins somewhere
That sob that catches in the throat and stops the air
From
Moving

It begins somewhere
The grief
Not the simple sadness
Not the poignant madness
The great grief

It begins somewhere
Moving through the being
Like a rage of oceans within oceans
It rises within
Does not subside, does not submit
The great grief

It begins somewhere
Where the truth of loss
So great, so deep
So silent
Lifting mountains
And shaking them in fury

White Desert,Egypt 1997 Photo by Ian Whitney

It begins somewhere
…and it stays

~ by debussytime on February 2, 2012.