there comes a time
when you must go blind
into the dark

there is light
but it’s behind you
the only knowledge is forward
step after step

friends can take you only so far
to the edge of your own understanding
then it’s the launch
and the throb of waves
seemingly unceasing
carrying you away

yes, grieve
how could you not?
fill the oceans
and then some
cry without haste
or shame
fully, humanly
so that when the red horizon begins to slice open
the crown of a new day
you are empty

stepping lightly
onto cool sand

leaving no trace.