I am rising from the depths of your sorrow
I am the waves of your grief
I have heard every tear and every beg for relief.
Just as your mother has called out my name
so has her mother for they are the same.
From darkened corners their silence bereft,
The lowering of hearts into the earthen depths of death.
I rise around them as their heartbeats move on,
to greet the new morning,
the coming of dawn.