Grief’s Spell

As I sat brooding at the bottom of a well,
Grief embraced me like a sister 
And whispered her soft spell.

There is nothing outside now.
There is nothing beyond love.
There is nothing to fear. 
There is nothing to hope for.

There is only love.
There is only peace.
There is only now.

Now is all that is.
Now is all that is.
Now is all that is.

In the beginning,
Before the suns, the stars,
Before matter and form,
There was light. 

There will be light
Until the end.

Do not shun your tears, my dear, 
For they return you to the ocean 
Whence you came.