Tears appear;
truth pools in her eyes.
She looks out the window, scenery unseen,
one droplet, breaking free, tracks a slow progress across
cheek,
chin,
neck.
Another makes the parallel journey.
She turns her face, while she waits, wishes,
then slowly grows the knowledge
that what is
will be.
She weeps out the weakness.
While there may be grief,
acceptance brings resilience.
Resilience
is the power of belief
and relief.
Shawn L. Bird 
True courage is the management of fear.
It is. Thanks for stopping by again, Jim.
beautiful poem
Thank you, Donna.
This comes, as another online friend experienced a horrific loss. Yes, you are resilient, and that does not exclude mourning, or the processing of pain. All of these feelings and emotional flows are part of the healing.
Resilience is a super power.