Grief, My Faithful Friend, I bow to you
The power of grief strikes in mysterious ways.
Deep sadness and longing.
Connection and separation.
Emptiness.
Layer upon layer
Undressing our concepts of reality,
Repainting the limits of pre-established horizons.
The veil grows thinner and thicker, thicker and thinner
as the winds of change caress our soul.
Our heartbeat aches for a whisper, a hand, a laughter no longer here.
As I slip into the velvet feeling of your presence and existence,
The sweet scent of a golden memory
Catches my spirit and brings me back to the ‘no beginnings, no ends’.
Time stops and stretches simultaneously.
And I know,
I know that I am but a keeper of the eternal flame.
– with deepest love and gratitude for you Karen, beautiful friend and fellow seeker… I am beyond blessed to have shared some of this earthly journey with you. Shine bright star, shine…
