This Too.

Fay Slimm.

 


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 Offline)
  • Published: October 11th, 2017 03:10
  • Category: Unclassified
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  • FredPeyer

    I really don't know what to say, Fay!
    Your poems don't only touch the readers heart, they worm right into it.

    • Fay Slimm.

      Grateful thanks Fred for your wonderful comments - so pleased these words reached into your heart.

    • Christina8

      Beautiful poem and so heartwarming for such a tough subject. Thanks for sharing, Fay!

      • Fay Slimm.

        Thank you too for your visit and read dear Christina.

      • orchidee

        Good write Fay.

        • Fay Slimm.

          Thank you Orchi.

        • Goldfinch60

          Beautiful write. May your love go on towards eternity.

          • Fay Slimm.

            What a comforting comment and wish dear Goldi - thank you my friend.

          • Louis Gibbs

            Congratulations on the strength and insight you have gained around loss, Fay! Indeed, we will meet them again, and again, I believe.

            • Fay Slimm.

              Appreciate so much your positive words of comment dear Louis - insight can come to those who think round the challenge of loss.

            • lasergraph

              WOW, very heartfelt. I am left speechless. That doesn't happen often.

              • Fay Slimm.

                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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