I wrote the following poem in the summer during the start of the pandemic here in Canada .
During this time I was living and working from home providing therapy and assisting with individuals experiencing grief and loss.
My own grief revisited too this time offering new gifts .
I published and wrote a great deal during this period of time .
This is a piece that came out of this volume of work.
Everyone asks for advice about grieving and we as humans want to fast track difficult things .
There is no handbook for grief .
It is an unique as you are.
My only words of wisdom is to be gentle with your grief and let yourself mourn.
Ashes –
The Heart that kept time to mine
Be still , this ache for all I have is ashes
All that is left is
Dust
You reminded me in youth of love and dust and a heavenly home
I ignored
I ignored your songs and turned away
Restless you walked
The beauty marks on your skin were both constellations and anchors here
How can I forget they are forever etched in my heart as is the beating of your heart
Still I have ashes and so we both shall return and the echo of the heart that once kept time
You left in the night , in frenzy chasing the light
Still I wept for you , my heart that kept time
We forgave in absolution
Praying to God
Praying for love , life and light
The silver threads and this heart that keeps time
I see you clearly and hear you heart beat within mine
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