Morning air was heavy on my body,
Pressing, Pressing Pain;
I could feel the impending rain.
The sun hid behind gray yesterday,
And gave in early to the night,
No stars, no light.
With the anger of the heavens
I fought, not wanting to give in;
Storm without, storm within.
You have always kept me anchored,
Known when to let my darkness be,
Known when to reach for me,
Passionate, compassionate,
Your tempest, and your peace,
Struggles, and release.
Now the heaviness is lifted,
The rain is gentle, like you,
Watering, making new,
You could see weakness and turn,
No. Those healing hands,
Softly comfort, understand.
Gentle taps at the window,
Like our pulses, slowing,
I end the day knowing,
I am a fortunate one.
You are truly My Love.
My heart breaks for those who have known this comfort and lost it. I fear losing him. He has C.O.P.D., emphysema, and other health problems. Elsie, if you are reading this, I think of you everyday. I hope you keep him in your prayers.
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Comments: 36
that was awesome
Hope all is as good as it can be.
can, because it is lonley here alone, and I am lucky to have friends on Gather to spend time with and you write to me, as you just did in your piece here, thank you for that, and it is a lovely poem of pain that I know so well, and it is tough , God Bless you Dena, and your husband too, take care, Elsie
These two lines especially:
"Known when to let my darkness be,
Known when to reach for me,"
Very nicely done.