Grief's Cloak

Grief’s Cloak

I took off grief’s cloak so that its heaviness would be removed.

I needed to lift this shroud of pain and sadness

in order to find out where and who I was without you

Little by little, the light within me was rekindled.

 With a newfound sense of freedom, I grew wings,

felt myself flying, raised up ~ joyous!

Grief’s cloak vanished as I flew.

Riding the waves of life’s currents, I found myself able to soar

without fear or sorrow coursing through my veins.

Experiencing things long postponed, rediscovering life’s possibilities ~

my spirit overflowed with a rainbow of imaginings.

But wait!  Was I also trying to outrun grief?  No hide and seek here,

it was up ahead ~ my mourning was not complete.

Grief’s cloak is a harsh reminder that loss is real ~

 it cannot be pushed away!

And, if not accepted, even honored,

it will clip my wings and leave me unable to fly.

With this in mind, I have learned to say

 “Welcome back Grief ~ I acknowledge your presence!” 

In death there are no real endings.

The story of us is woven into the fabric of my wings,

and you are forever in my heart! 

Remaining connected, even though we are in different forms and space.

You ahead of me, lighting the way ~ the wind upon which I soar,

the sunlit clouds upon which I perch.

Your spirit gently guides me and also reminds me that

it is now time to chart my own course.


Laurel D. Rund

January 2010

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About the Author
About Laurel D. Rund My passion for words and art emerged in 2009 when an insightful grief counselor introduced me to Expressive Arts therapy after the death of my husband of 42 years. Though it may seem difficult to imagine, such a tender and emotionally charged time can also be filled with a sense of self-awareness and personal transformation. With nothing to lose, I jumped right in. Sometimes the artwork came first, acting as a catalyst for my poetry, and at other times, my poetry inspired me to create a piece of story art. All of these endeavors helped soothe my wounds and put me on a path towards healing and renewal. As a writer and an artist, I have successfully published my first book “Emerging Voices” which is a personal story about grief and loss healed through words, art and journaling. Several of my articles and stories have been published by the Open to Hope Foundation, Author’s Den, Baby Boomer Women and and can be found on my website In addition, my book, artwork and notecards are being shown and at art shows, shops, and can be found on the Fine Art America site. As I have evolved, so has my artwork and writing into “story art.” It is my new playground, a reflection of my spirit and my life’s journey. For me, as Vivian Green so poignantly said: “Life’s not about waiting for the storm to pass. It’s about learning to dance in the rain!”
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