Just as the branches delicately veiled the sky,my sadness is masked by a smile.
Keeping it tucked away, all that is there,
for that pain is mine alone to bear.
Perhaps tomorrow I will pull the branches aside
letting my soul and the sun collide.
Open air, no worlds between us.
It's warmth wrapping sweet, strong arms
around
my weak and
shivering, dark thoughts.
Slowly they will melt,
and fill the void
with
a sense of
unending
peace.
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5 comments:
Jenn, as always SUCH a beautiful photo and the words really make me feel sad. I am glad that you are getting 'there' slowly... where ever 'there' might be.
That is a very beautiful photograph and your poem is very touching. I read your last post and I hope you are feeling much better. Sorry to read you are not doing well. Sending healthy vibes to you!
Your words always move me. Thanks for sharing your beautiful photo and poem.
your work ALWAYS ALWAYS moves me jenn. your words and photos are so extremely special.
i walk in your shoes now as i am losing my mama as well. i am grateful for the times and time, that she has lived to be 83. i have so many friends and loved ones who had their mothers snatched from them at wayyyy earlier an age, which makes me know how lucky we've been to have my mom for so long. you are ALWAYS in my thoughts and prayers special one. and don't stop writing here about your mom. it's theraputic and holds lessons for all whom read you! xoxo
Love the poem and the photo is perfect for it:)
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