the sands no longer acquiesce
to the grace of your footsteps.
we feel you brush by
on your journey, where
sorrow and pain are
not part of the landscape.
your heartbeats now hushed
by the winds who await us.
your words, heard, with
our hearts still beating.
your voice echoing within its
chambers,
a chorus of tears.
there is silence now,
warrior...
you are no longer here.
That is so sad and beautiful, Karen. It brought about a much needed crying jag for me. Thankyou.
ReplyDeleteYou are so welcome patrice. I cried as i wrote this...Part of the healing process
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