Poetry ~ Ashes

I've been absent from NaPoWriMo for a few days. I think the sadness of the times has taken a toll. There are so many families dealing with loss and are unable to comfort their loved ones in their final hours. It breaks my heart. When my heart breaks, poetry heals. This poem is for all the souls no longer dreaming and all their loved ones lost in grief.

 “This place is a dream. Only a sleeper considers it real. Then death comes like dawn, and you wake up laughing at what you thought was your grief.” ~ Rumi
i am not the ashes in this box

i am the lilacs blooming in spring
the new born fawn in the meadow

i am the wildflowers of summer
the eagle soaring above

i am the leaves falling in autumn
the chill in the wind of change

i am the fire's heat on a cold
winter's night
the raven outside your window

i am not the ashes in this box

i am the salt of your tears
the space between each breath

i am not the ashes in this box

i am no longer dreaming
i'll be here when you wake

Poetry ~ I Believe

I believe in hope
          even in moments of despair
I believe in trying
          even when helping seems futile
I believe in carrying on
          even when I’m not calm
I believe in science
          even when science is in a
          constant state of discovery 
I believe in staying close to those I love
          even when I must do so from a distance
I believe in humanity
          even though we're suffering
I believe "this too shall pass"
          even though we will be forever changed

Poetry ~ Confessions

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Please say it isn’t so!
Look me in the eye
and tell me you didn’t know!
How my heart would break
if you broke your Word,
and my ears would burn
as the confession was heard!
How your guilt was more
than your heart could bear,
but my heart was something
that you couldn’t spare!
How you ripped from me
my one true treasure
– a trusting love
a gift beyond measure!

Then on your knees,
you did repent
and in my sorrow,
I did relent.
And over time
my heart did mend,
our love did grow
and did transcend.
And a deeper truth
came into view
that fairy tales were never true!
Our ‘happily ever after’
LOST!
betrayal forgiven,
but at a cost!

From the past,
our lessons are learned,
and in each moment
let our love be affirmed. 
Mindful of the future,
as only true love knows,
that suffering recedes,
where Wisdom grows.