It borders on my Sanity like a perimeter fence, locking out my Solitude, Barring me from myself.
And Chaos Wakens within me, like the Opening Eye of Daylight, the turmoil of My Soul.
Solitude is Beautiful.
Solitude is Violence to my Heart.
Solitude is something, although I have little or any Awareness of what it is exactly;
Still it Exists and is very much a part of me.
Yet it is rather like a Part of Me I could live without, something necessary, but not Vital in sustaining me.
It keeps me from Sharing that which I would rather not Share.
Or if I Would, I’d ought to not.
Or if I ought to not, I rather Would.
Silence And Solitude.
The inner workings of a Heart in Need of more than what it knows it wants,
But that it wants what it knows it longs for,
Ever Seeking that which it cannot find, yet yearns for,
Half of itself, lost in Time,
in Silence and Solitude
for that seeming Tranquility to be broken
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It doesn’t seem possible that 5 years have passed since my Mother left this world for the next.
It isn’t conceivable that it has been so long, and yet I miss her still and the grief can still overtake me.
I found it hard to imagine 5 years ago when a close friend commiserated with me and said she could not believe 5 years had passed since her own mother moved to a different realm; yet now I stand wondering where 5 years have gone.
So much has happened, so many things I wish I could have shared with her, though I know she watched and listened and shared them with me through the silent whispers of Love.
5 years ago this day was unbearable. traumatic. heart-breaking.
Today I remember, not with tears, but with overflowing gratitude that I was so Abundantly Blessed to share so many years with so Beautiful a spirit as my Mother was, IS and ever shall be.
Sorrow has broken my heart this week. The trauma of bearing witness to slow decline, the struggle, the anguish, and, Today, the Unbearable, Inexpressible, Heart-wrenching LOSS and Loneliness is nearly more than I can bear.
My Mother Passed on into the Realm of Eternal Love, Hope, Peace and Joy today. I Envy her. I Rejoice for her. I miss her more than I could ever, ever say.
I love you Mom!
Beautiful Original Artwork by:Unknown, but I thankfully acknowledge credit to the talented artist.
It is Not,
It does Not,
Calamity upon the sleeve;
Creeping like the Dark of Night
Into the Heart
To lurk and cleave.
It has Never,
It will Never,
Trespass set into motion;
Crushing the Majestic Billowing Wave
Of the deepest,
Wreaking Havoc on their course;
Vile demons smashing Heaven,
Hand in Hand
Caustic as Infection;
Cheats the Heart of all that Shimmers,
And Gathers unto it
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