I’m clinging to my cracked granite heart.
Burning molten sadness
is seeping
through the fissures
ripping away
my carefully constructed façade
and
scorching hopes and dreams.
What force will melt these frozen tears
Long fossilized
by artificial smiles
and carefully veneered
by pretending all is well?
Looking fearfully into the abyss
of knowing and unknowing
I’m grasping, then falling
Out of control.
The unstoppable ache in my heart
recognizes this suffering
shared by all beings
suddenly parted
from the pieces of themselves
residing within those they love
and lose.
I shall sit with this
In faith and patience
Sensing my own humanity.
Asking, listening, waiting…
Didn’t a wise man say “Prayer is the passport to peace?”
From our house at sunset
Mountain of God - from vZ's mountain house
I am so sorry you are hurting. You are one of the strongest women I know. I LOVE YOU!
ReplyDeleteMy Dear Friend,
ReplyDeleteI love you and would do anything for you. Please know that I am here and want to help you through this. I understand the pain and the sadness your going through. Probably more than I care to admit. One thing you said in your poem is that you will sit with this and wait which is a huge part of what our practice is all about. Ride the wave my friend and know that you will come out the other side stronger for it. I love you and I am here waiting!!
Forever,
Kim