This Too.
The balance of silence vibrates
as bowed under sudden
weight of sorrow quiet takes stock while
stirring inertia with pulsating heart-quake
at feeling the transcience of being apart
I stand here humbled.
One fleeting moment enhances
my awe as death\'s sting
ends with visions of meeting again when
stillness, that deep subtle peace fills space
round loss and bringing doubt to its finish
I feel untroubled.
Becoming amazed at transition
gains me the advantage
over lost attachment and with grief now
breached descends the wise guru\'s adage
that this too will pass for love never dies
so I take comfort.