As grief settles...

Tomorrow, never near.
   Loss, never imminent.

Handled like an unknown storm,
   Logically, ever approaching.
   Emotionally, distant and far.

Death, crushing, here, now,
   The path unknown, yet we walk.
   Taking steps darkly, focused.

When grief settles, unsettlingly,
   Seemingly isolated, yet permeating.
   Whispy, unreachable, while everywhere.

All is frozen; a defined before and after,
   Held tightly in time.
   So fast, quickly in the moment,
   Slowly in retrospect.

Here. Gone. Somwhere between.