The Wind of Change
I never used to get so worried
I could always get through life
No matter what was in my path.
But the winds of change
Have touched my veins
And now I am uncertain
Even small things cause me stress
And tension is in my chest.
Can I do the things that are before me?
My confidence now is less
Come the day, the barrier set
And the wall rises up before me
The bricks of the past are stacked to last
The cement is tight the mortar right
How should I get to see the light?
This dead end street blocks the way
No passing of this place
Is this the end of grace?
With that wind of change upon my face
The past must become another place
To be put aside like damaged pride
One more step within my mind
Accepting the revision
That ‘wall’ you see is just a vision
Poem: © Richard Walker 20 May 2007
(2007)
Note: Bereavement & Grief at the loss of a son or daughter will cause unending stress, almost an end in itself, just getting through the next, and following days, months, years, can be very difficult, emotions that you have never felt before, or have any experience of, come crashing down on you, and coping with the ordinary becomes almost impossible. With time though you’re feelings do moderate (I do not say that the passage of time will end your grief, it will not) but with the necessary support, you will begin to become yourself again, and that wall that was before you will no longer be there…..
