Ocean waves of fear
Flooding thoughts of freedom lost.
Tears fall on my heart.
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Sometimes everything has to be enscribed across the heavens so you can find the one line already written inside you. Sometimes it takes a great sky to find that small, bright, and indescribable wedge of freedom in your own heart. David Whyte
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Lovely and terribly sad. I like the presence of water on every line, without actually mentioning it. Those 14 words hint at a big story.
Thanks for your perceptive comment. Sad is where I am today. I’m contemplating end-of-life matters after reading the book Being Mortal. I’m a long way from that but thinking ahead sounds practical.
Maybe I should read that. I want to prepare my children, and find some way of preventing the devastation I felt when I lost my mum. I was 49 and she was 88,so it wasn’t premature.
Sadness is… sad, but… sadly, useful for a poet.
I’m 77 and my oldest son is 51. My parents both died suddenly two years apart when I was in my middle 30’s. The basic point of the book is having conversations about choices and death with doctors and family members. Yes, feelings are useful. I count on feelings to shape my writing.
Very evocative. I like your use of different forms/kinds of water.
Thanks.
A tear-stained heart 😦 I hope that now you in a happy moment.
Thanks Christy. I’m fine. My friends and I are reading Being Mortal, an excellent book on end of life matters, and discussing how we can help each other stay in this apartment as old age creeps up. Two of us are 95, several in their 80’s. I’m the baby at 78. I’m living even more in the present after reading the book. I’m thankful for the good life I have. This Word Press Community is a huge blessing. 🙂 ❤