0012 Bereavement Poem by Michael Shepherd

0012 Bereavement

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What is it, when we mourn and grieve and cry
for those we loved - and love - now passed away,
that gives our pain such brute totality?

so vital, that we almost love that pain
(our faces sometimes radiant in grief) ,
unwilling to let go pain's absolute,
since there, hides knowledge deeper than belief
of that sole absolute itself, the root
of all our being, oneness that we share
with those with whom we sought our selves to prove?

that pain, which barely differs from a prayer
to know - by suffering deepest hurt of love:
Yes! Let us dive into that holy deep
of total grief and love: then, can self weep?


Christian Eliab Ratnam 10 October 2005

WOW! Michael you did an excellent job on this. You put grief in so spectacular a form. I really liked it. I will ponder on this the next time I grief.

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Pradeep Dhavakumar 26 September 2005

Excellent poem, Michael. Loved this one. Liked 'our faces sometimes radiant in grief' in particular. Sometimes we do enjoy the pain. Thank you.

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John Kay 26 September 2005

I know this pain too, my friend. A broken heart gives the heart a voice.

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Michael Shepherd

Michael Shepherd

Marton, Lancashire
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