Absorbed right now by an eclipse of sorrow taking hold of
my heart's mind, easing me into a pool of tears that sad-
ness has made within me.
Tasting bittersweet feelings of a love once had when you
were here with me my dear, now having been forsaken, not
by choice for death has taken you my love against your
wishes.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
This is a simple (but not simplistic) , dignified, quiet expression of heart-sorrow. It links you intimately with all of humanity because the sorrow of losing our loved ones is everyone's sorrow. But that doesn't make it any easier to bear. We know according to faith there is a larger purpose for these losses which multiply in our lives, but in the midst of heart-sorrow that is a pale consolation. And I would not be so arrogant as to try to console you. I share your grief. I admire your capacity to love. The rest, as my friend Kathy says, is in God's Hands.