In a word we try
to wrap up our heart,
In the saving grace
of our God.
We want to know
it’s ok to go,
And ok to stay
behind …
Lost in a storm
But doing just fine,
Our inner peace,
just as well.
Will catch us up;
in time, too soon.
When we’re ready,
to come out and play.
A child who seeks
her corner of heaven,
drifting in clouds,
far away.
Truth is life leading,
and asking we follow.
A road we may never
have dreamed.
Leads to the lessons.
the person we are,
the someone,
we needed to be.
The life in between,
Desire and dreams,
Is given regardless,
of willingness spent.
To unwrap our lives,
from endless remorse
Toward solace unknown,
are the answers
intended
to be …
I don’t believe in closure. I think the word as it is used, was made up by the media to give them more stories to tell. When losing someone or something in our lives we can never encapsulate that loss into a single word, into a definition that is ‘closure’. Imagine that somehow, someway, we can take all our feelings and emotions, and have our thoughts say “It’s OK now, I have closure, so now I can move on.” Honestly, this is just not going to happen – The two words ‘feelings’ and ‘closure’ are diametrically opposed. All we can have are lessons in life, and all we can do with them is grow (or not). If we are always seeking closure, then are we really growing? Yet if we touch our feelings, and learn they are now a part of our past, and we don’t live there anymore; Then we see we have planted the seed, that we water with our tears, that will one day bloom into our true self. The one we came here to know.
Blessings
-gs
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