i know not the lengths of this journey as time now ticks ghostly so,
unbeknownst to me,
it coils it’s precious and vile tocks within the ruptures of my brokenness
my tumultuous cries rise
as i dance in this mirage of a storm
watch me glare into nothing
as the ticks and the tocks busy themselves narrating my life before me
in this my nirvana i tread
to bleed, to smile, to weep, to laugh, to burn
coming out of the fog
to find my breath again
I know this may seem like a dark piece, however, when I wrote this it was from the inspiration that fell upon me at the site of this breathtaking piece of funerary art that rests upon the grounds of Rock Creek Cemetery in Washington DC (just across the street from the nationally known Arlington Cemetery).
Upon returning home and reading the story of its creation, I knew I had to write about her. I’m including a link to its creation below. The piece of artwork itself is titled The Mystery of the Hereafter, although over the years it has been given the name of “grief” by those admiring its craftsmanship and perceived meaning.
Upon reading its history, I did find myself on the journey that one takes through grief, to that hereafter. It is different for us all, yet it is all very much the same (which lends to the male/female fusion the artist depicts with this piece) It hasn’t a map, it hasn’t a clock, nor does it have a definitive destination. We struggle, we grieve, all of us. Yet we survive. Often, we come out on the other side with a knowing, a new sense of strength, of purpose, of courage. Grief, that delicate five letter word, has the power of change, of acceptance, of growth.
Without ruining the story behind its creation for you, the romantic in me very much came alive as well. A breathtaking moment and an honor to be able to tip-toe into the life of two souls now since departed.
Thank you for taking a moment to read this piece. If you find a fondness for funerary art as I do, you can find more of my images in my gallery here.
images of “Grief” taken from Rock Creek Cemetery in Washington DC. Sculpture created by Augustus Saint-Gaudens and listed on National Register of Historic Places. To read more about its elusive history read on…
*featured image taken on a foggy morning walking the grounds of Belle Grove Plantation, birthplace of President James Madison.
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And nice to meet you, Jenny 🙂
Thank you for reading and nice to meet you as well 🙏🏻
My pleasure 😇
grains of sand
through your hand