what i once had an
ink
ling
of
i know more fully
what i once imagined
i now live
once upon a time
i used to believe
that i could
protect you
i know now
there is no way
to be there
always
but only
to love
as much
as i can
to
day
we must
guard
ourselves
our love
our dreams
row
ing
out
to
sea
to
dream
per
chance
per
diem
still
i would
jump
in
row out
to save you
if i could
Hi Theresa, Beautiful and wise, thank you for this poem. This poem was posted two days before my friend was killed and I am happy that I am just seeing it now. I would have not been in a place to feel it the way I do now after a few months into this journey with grief. This poem speaks to the flavor of my heart in this moment. The journey of understanding and feeling that grief guides us through. The loneliness and shock when we know we cannot keep all well and safe but when we stop fighting that reality we open to a more spacious truth. The truth that the heart lies in the caring, the love, the connection and there is complete protection in this knowing. My heart did row out to touch my friends heart and nothing, not even death, can extinguish the power of true, deep, fully felt connection and compassion.
ReplyDeleteWith humble gratitude,
Rebecca
Rebecca, thanks so much for your kind words and gratitude. My poems often feel like the most vulnerable part of me, the hardest to share, so this means a lot. Theresa
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