The night never ends; the planet turns, turns, sometimes it faces the dark, other times the sun. But the day never ends, either. Light/dark, day/night, joy/grief, all going on, all the time, inside and out. Even a total eclipse won't last. Day is always there, waiting, throughout the night. Hold on to the center.
I suppose we're rather blessed to be able to move through both; it makes me think of Havadalah and how important it is to mark the differences and the integral linkages between the two.
I'M SORRY FOR YOUR LOSS AND I KNOW THIS WON'T BRING HIM BACK, BUT I HOPE IT HELPS TO EASE THE PAIN. *HUGS* TIM
At a time like this there is little to say My hearts full of sadness for you today Nothing but time can dull the pain It will never leave you and that’s a shame
You carry the burden of what could have been A lover, a husband, and even a friend A lifetime of sorrow, A heart never to mend Not a thing to grasp on to, no way to pretend
“Time heals all wounds” don’t make me laugh This kind of pain is built to last It won’t be gone, oh no not ever This kind of pain is very clever
Just when you’ve parked it neatly away Something unintended will come your way A birthday, a song, or just a thought Might make you become slightly distraught
It may be family or children at play It could even be a rainy day An expressive voice that’s out of sight Can bring on the pain like a searing light
Is it grief or love that rips at the heart? Or is it because, your now apart The searing pain is never ending Resolve eroding twisting and bending
A LOVE that’s lost is hard to take The feelings of loss are hard to shake I need not tell you some kind of lie This pain and sorrow will never die
Thoughts of good times from the past Will help to make the sadness pass In your dreams he'll always reside A Friend, your Lover, and you by his side
It has been said, "time heals all wounds." I do not agree. The wounds remain. In time, the mind, (protecting its sanity), covers them with scar tissue and the pain lessens. But, it is never gone. Rose Fitzgerald Kennedy
"Or, at least, about a tenth of the [memory] cabin trunks were full of vivid and often painful or uncomfortable memories of her past life; the other nine tenths were filled with penguins, which surprised her..." The Long Dark Tea Time of the Soul, Douglas Adams
6 furballs:
Eventually the sun will rise. It always does, eventually. That you have to wait so long is incredibly painful.
The night never ends; the planet turns, turns, sometimes it faces the dark, other times the sun. But the day never ends, either. Light/dark, day/night, joy/grief, all going on, all the time, inside and out. Even a total eclipse won't last. Day is always there, waiting, throughout the night. Hold on to the center.
I suppose we're rather blessed to be able to move through both; it makes me think of Havadalah and how important it is to mark the differences and the integral linkages between the two.
{{{ lioness }}}
It may never truly end, but will, with time become less bleakly dark and less horribly long.
You will carry Uzi with you for all of your life, as he was an important part of it. But he's not a burden, but a blessing upon you.
I wish you butterflies and roses Lioness.
FROM MY HEART
By T.C.
© 01/24/2008
I'M SORRY FOR YOUR LOSS AND I KNOW THIS WON'T BRING HIM BACK, BUT I HOPE IT HELPS TO EASE THE PAIN.
*HUGS* TIM
At a time like this there is little to say
My hearts full of sadness for you today
Nothing but time can dull the pain
It will never leave you and that’s a shame
You carry the burden of what could have been
A lover, a husband, and even a friend
A lifetime of sorrow, A heart never to mend
Not a thing to grasp on to, no way to pretend
“Time heals all wounds” don’t make me laugh
This kind of pain is built to last
It won’t be gone, oh no not ever
This kind of pain is very clever
Just when you’ve parked it neatly away
Something unintended will come your way
A birthday, a song, or just a thought
Might make you become slightly distraught
It may be family or children at play
It could even be a rainy day
An expressive voice that’s out of sight
Can bring on the pain like a searing light
Is it grief or love that rips at the heart?
Or is it because, your now apart
The searing pain is never ending
Resolve eroding twisting and bending
A LOVE that’s lost is hard to take
The feelings of loss are hard to shake
I need not tell you some kind of lie
This pain and sorrow will never die
Thoughts of good times from the past
Will help to make the sadness pass
In your dreams he'll always reside
A Friend, your Lover, and you by his side
It has been said, "time heals all wounds." I do not agree. The wounds remain. In time, the mind, (protecting its sanity), covers them with scar tissue and the pain lessens. But, it is never gone. Rose Fitzgerald Kennedy
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