Grief

Last week I read about an elephant who escaped a circus and just rolled and played in the open snow near by

My heart broke ..I cried. Thinking of what we have come to.

And just how simple acts of freedom are denied.. everyday. .unseen.

and how numb we have become.

Violence has many insidious forms.

Not having got attention, It dies – A Silent death.

But the screams can be felt by the soul.

As an acute sense of loss, a deep grief

A loneliness that is present at all times.

With the death of the last species of dragonfly

The world becomes silent by a flutter

And we shudder involuntarily.

When we see the fires burning a forest Animals dying, people divided

Children not knowing what ·’safe’ means

We gulp the unshed tear  unconsciously.

And we release that

The silences we hold back. are reverberated outside Some part of the pain, that fire, the death.

the fear- the helplessness. the grief Belongs to us.

It’s time own it, and give it voice

As an ultimate act of taking responsibility

And at least attempt to pay some debt back to this Earth

– Rhea