May human beings find
Common ground
in the heartache
of love
that death brings.
May streams of tears
Flow into
the width of
a roaring river,
the rocky cliffs, muddied banks,
soft lily pads
in a still lake of
heart-centeredness
with those we now see
Through wet eyes,
a world of trees,
chilling harsh winds, drifts of snow,
brilliant stars in a
night sky,
Promises of bright, colorful
Flowers, bees,
Warm sunshine.
To weep, and
Meet one another
in the grieflove place.
May heaving hearts
Reach an
Expansiveness,
A capacity to
Awaken
In unity
Grace
Humbled,
Inspired to
Live another
Sacred day of
Delicious life.
Laura, my dear friend and poet. Your words touch my heart and render me silent so that your words echo deeply within my soul. Strong Ink Indeed
Thank you for your meaningful reflections about this poem, that the “words echo deeply within my soul.” *Deep Breath.* Grateful for you, my friend, the resonance.
Oh, Paula-your words, reflections from your poetic beautiful self-Thank You! And yes, I continue to lean into the Universe-Mother Earth trusting in her care and grace. Oh so many tears “that become the very rinse that cleanses your soul.” Yes Indeed! You hear me, see me, and feel my heart. So grateful for you, my cherished friend. Much love to you, also!! (Heart emoji!)
Ooh dear sister Laura,
“Through wet eyes,
a world of trees,” this resonates with me…that mother earth tree and nature…when all you have to do is believe her
give it all to the universe, who after all, will take care of you…most of all
What a beautiful and exquisite piece and the process of learning from the many tears, that become the very rinse that cleanses your soul. great words my dear. thank you so much for sharing your heart. love to you..Paula❤️