i miss my grandmother and my mom's brother the most.
Lots of love there and it still flows. May be grief is like that.
my lovely
with this achy breaky heart
where exactly and to whom
but thats not the point, my love
my Sonadeeps
just keep doing
whatever it is you are doing
just be at it
evening after evening
day after day
and feel the blessings
of a few who have loved you
and rest inside you
in comfort
inhabiting my being
along with you,
my abiding love.
Such is love
Dont know when the
tributaries of grief
merge with the river of being
to flow into the
ocean of love.
Poetry by Sona
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Written on 2023-12-18 at 21:01
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Lots of love there and it still flows. May be grief is like that.
ocean of love
where do you go tomy lovely
with this achy breaky heart
where exactly and to whom
but thats not the point, my love
my Sonadeeps
just keep doing
whatever it is you are doing
just be at it
evening after evening
day after day
and feel the blessings
of a few who have loved you
and rest inside you
in comfort
inhabiting my being
along with you,
my abiding love.
Such is love
Dont know when the
tributaries of grief
merge with the river of being
to flow into the
ocean of love.
Poetry by Sona
Read 66 times
Written on 2023-12-18 at 21:01
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