Fog

Some say grief is like cloud

They come and cover the sun

So you might not feel the warm

But no

Grief is like fog

It inhibits you to see everything else
Grayness

Cold

Despair

Meaningless

When your life is tied up onto a stick

And now it is taken away

Aren’t you feel like floating on the ocean?

To grief is to embrace aloneness

Because only little can comprehend

And you could not blame anyone

But through grief one can understand

That he is a winner

Of that single battle

*

Hey, fog will be lifted up

You’ll see beauty once more
.

.

.

Just wait, patiently.



Makassar, 11 months after

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