Death Nesting - Let The Water Carve You Whole

I know the nights feel colder now, the silence sits too loud. Their voice still lingers in the hall, their absence heavy as a shroud. But every tear that wets the ground, is water for the seed. And every memory they left behind, is medicine you need. You don’t have to hold it all, you don’t have to stand alone. Grief is a river, let it flow, drag you heavy, body and soul. Don’t drown, don’t fold, let that water carve you whole. You can drink that sorrow down, but it’ll never leave your throat. You can curse the sky ‘til morning, but the dead don’t hear you choke. The wind still carries names in song, the roots still know their tread. The love you shared is not undone, it blooms in all you said. Ash to sky, root to stone, the spirit never dies alone. The fire takes the body, the earth takes the rest. Hand in hand, heart to bone, you’ll find the path back home. You don’t have to hold it all, you don’t have to stand alone. Grief is a river, let it flow, drag you heavy, body and soul. Don’t drown, don’t fold, let that water carve you whole. Grief ain’t meant to break you, it’s a hammer in your hand. You can drive it into silence, you can plant it in the land.