She remembers things
I’ve long forgotten
I thought she wasn’t listening
She was
Where it leads her is unknown
She has floundered
Her pain undeniable
She tries to run
But she ran into the truth
Once I worried
Then I released to higher power
Now I wonder
What becomes her
Perhaps I will never know
In her grows a spark
It may tinder to flame
It may die an ugly death
It is her spark
I give it room
Step back
Watch and wait
There is love there offered
It is abundant and abiding
It resides here
It resides beyond this place
Held out
Waiting to be touched
Claimed
Swirling around
A whirlwind of answers
Available to breathe in
Fill
Uplift
Transform
It is not my journey
Not my denial or acceptance
But I will continue to wonder
What becomes her
With love
Engtovo ~ October 3, 2007
Reminds me of some pain inside…This is my take on life and death:
Fading Realities.
who is this about?
There is only so much that we can do for others
Beyond which we can only hope and pray for them
The main thing is that we tried our best for all our sisters and brothers
Leaving no room for any detractors to accuse or condemn
(C) Samuel Goh Kim Eng Tue. 9th Oct. 2007
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I like your poem
A beautiful poem – it has a nice flow. I love the lines: “But I will continue to wonder, What becomes her, With love “
Beautiful poem – Being a mom it reminds of letting go of a child, allowing them to grow up to be an adult. As parents our wish is that our children do not have to go through the same pain we did, but that was the wish of our parents as well.
Lovely poem….
The title of this is absolutely beautiful;love it! And the sentiment conveyed it is feels so heartfelt that I find myself caught up in wondering about this woman, too, and her fate. I pray she is well, wherever she is now.
did you find your sister?
nice try frodo but it is not about my sister and the woman in question is not lost