Early on, there's a point to
In creative pain, one can make changes.
Grief is a wild, foolish, helpless rebellion,
Heart against stone, desire smashing against
The locked fact, the impenetrable event,
Yielding nothing but the wash back into
For one who grieves, there's no
point to regret:
One lives through pain, it's not a time for changes,
Undoing in one's heart what one must accept in life,
Repositioning the precise stones one smashes and smashes
Copyright by Nicholas Gordon
Audio and Video Music: E Minor Prelude. By Frederic Chopin. Music free to use at YouTube.