
Let us not talk of sadness
You say
Let’s put it behind us
And turn away
Towards the bright and present sunlight
And yet
Is there not
Something to be said
For the healing power of moonlight
For the softness of that glow
Not as sharp and immediate
Even
If full to the brim
An overflowing cup
Of sorrow?
There is a stream I sense
Moving on within
And a healing bank we sit upon
Watching the waters flow
Today I cannot speak
Of tomorrow
Sadly for years it seemed
An unreconciled past
Lapped daily at the torn edges
Of my consciousness
So now if I cry sometimes
Will you just let me be
For a while
Until the process is spent?
For God knows
In this life
There is so very little we control
And often the deepest strength lies
Not in denying the flow
But letting it carry us on
Toward an unknown
Destination tomorrow
Wow! Deb this is hauntingly beautiful! ❤
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Hello lovely thanks so much so lovely to hear from you.
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Wow, such an impactful poem ❤ absolutely beautiful!
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Thank you so much ❤
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