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.
- Author: Fay Slimm. ( Offline)
- Published: October 11th, 2017 03:10
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Comments7
I really don't know what to say, Fay!
Your poems don't only touch the readers heart, they worm right into it.
Grateful thanks Fred for your wonderful comments - so pleased these words reached into your heart.
Have to agree with Fred, very touching write Fay. My condolences to you and family if someone close to you has passed on.
Really appreciate your comments and interest in my written work dear friend. A difficult subject and am glad you found the words touching.
Beautiful poem and so heartwarming for such a tough subject. Thanks for sharing, Fay!
Thank you too for your visit and read dear Christina.
Good write Fay.
Thank you Orchi.
Beautiful write. May your love go on towards eternity.
What a comforting comment and wish dear Goldi - thank you my friend.
Congratulations on the strength and insight you have gained around loss, Fay! Indeed, we will meet them again, and again, I believe.
Appreciate so much your positive words of comment dear Louis - insight can come to those who think round the challenge of loss.
WOW, very heartfelt. I am left speechless. That doesn't happen often.
Ah - I am so pleased words have no meaning after reading this poem my friend - it tries to describe the depths which sorrow sinks into after losing a loved one and yet how silence can help sight of that which can comfort. My sincere thanks for your perceptively "speechless" comment.
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