RoseAnn V. Shawiak
Sounds Related To Grief - Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak
Feeling tired, but sleep is eluding me in the stillness
of this night, mind traipsing slowly with sounds of soft
It's melody tells me of the sorrow held deeply within me,
sounds being related to the grief as they play intellect
Gently, yet unable to sooth my being, soul crying out for
those I've lost, yet still unable to reach them so they
may comfort me in this darkness of nighttime loneliness.
Music picking up it's tempo, little by little, taking me
into the depths of another dimension where I'm looking
about and wondering curiously.
Watching the light beginning to surround me with it's
bluened beauty, calming my heart, soothing the emptiness
of my mind.
Easing me gently into realms of contemplation where I
fall into a euphoric serenity, thankful for the under-
standing that has now taken hold.
Through music and it's tempting rhythms now holding my
heart, feeling love of the Divine comforting me from
A deepening solace being brought to bear upon my soul,
silently closing my eyes, knowing that sleep will befall
my tired being now.
Mind settling down amidst the snow drifts of a winter
sleepiness that will allow dreams and pleasant thoughts
of those I love to enter this mind peacefully and fully.
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