Your Grief
lily grow,pull the rope when you wake
Gate gate paragate ,
compost does the To pull and
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in the community Information obtained from Diane BodachAnd will find
was left unsaid I take refuge
but humus; rich, black and sweet, ready for seed.All the time.wayFor all that
is.not weed,return
More than you, it knows its
For Those Who Have Died
of absence deepens.
in that which until you are
Has awaited your
faithful to itself.When the silence
I take refuge
Burns and purifies
oneSorrow will remain
taken from you
awakening.fire
where your loved is that
what has been in our shared Water with tears, while the alchemical
In your soul depend on now
No one knows I take refuge rent.
hearthAll you can
others too,is passing us.
twisted thorned prunings, which your heart
to enter the
to trust yourself.loss has wounded
Kindness
and all that
out desire,And be able It becomes hard
And though this we are passing
despair, ashes of burnt in the airby grief.
loss;on all that
dry bones of From that gap
You are ambushed grown heavy with
kindlyand mean intenteyes
warning,Your heart has
a little more mind, dung of low
To wean your Suddenly with no
no confidencewe might look
green weeds of have learned
or encounterWhere words have
enoughgood gardener, gather richAnd you will
middle of work voice downcould slow down your griefs, but like the
loss will healUntil in the echo drags your
But if we asideThe wound of
to function wellAnd some dead
imagined better place.off. Therefore lay not is done,
You are able your eyes unsure;hurrying to some
the world casts work of grief back,
Your thoughts make alike,that which
And when the have your heart
you becomes fragile,drivers and passengers and transformed, taking refuge in
departed;Days when you
The ground beneath later,it, fortified,
form of your tide of loss.strange,
sooner rather than gives itself, is buried in
With the invisible Onto the black Your life becomes passing that way, of course
earth, excrement of worms, but completelyacquaintance
thrown backsomeone you love,We are all
lowGradually, you will learn And you are
When you lose them.
not spurn the its last drop.
Passenger Pigeon
breaks
Between Uslast to join can be born. The seed does
Has reduced to Until the moment
Bless the Space
She was the
lives, beautyhill of tears
fullness of life,John O’Donohue from To thousands.
refuse of our Until that coiled
Again inside the
parasamgate bodhi svaha!they flew to so from the
of griefup happy;
in dozens and millions
cousins, uncles and aunts.Martha nor any with you everywhere
to sayat bread,
only kindness that the size of
to it till sorrow as the
him alive.who journeyed through
You must see in a white Before you learn
will never stop,between the regions all this must
a weakened broth.things,
Naomi Shihab Nyething, love,
a gift to has lived in But a holy
To love, to hope, to dream,Tis a fearful the two as
paralyzed.If it were face you've been wanting
up to where All too soon
On Grief
of hundreds of outliving parents, brothers and sisters,I never met
and then goes of the world
day to gaze makes sense anymore,
and you see You must speak
you must know breath that kept
was someonethe road.where the Indian
the window forever.thinking the bus
landscape can beand carefully saved,like salt in
you must lose touch.Tis a human
Your word was For your life Love,
touch.Judah (Yehuda) HaLevi
expandyou would be opens and closes.
here's the joyful a mirrorpairs,
in their passing.in the tens
a century ago,Larry Robinson
looking for,from the crowd
out into the only kindness that
of all sorrowsup with sorrow.deepest thing inside,
and the simple how he too
the side of you must travel will stare out
and ridehow desolate the
what you counted moment
isWhat death can
brings painful joy.lifted me;death can touch.
fools, this,What death can
as birdwings.small contracting and
open,and closes and
instead,what you've lost holds singly and in
skyher tribe numbered
She died alone or a friend.
you have been raises its head
and sends you Then it is catches the thread
You must wake kindness as the plans
be you,lies dead by
of kindnessmaize and chicken
How you ride know
in your hand,dissolve in a
what kindness really To loveTo remember this
You laugh once To love what A thing for
To lovecoordinated
is in every
Grief
or always stretched
Your hand opens Expecting the worst, you look and Your grief for
that further shore,and darkened the Once she and
of her kin.like a shadow It is I
only kindness that
ties your shoesthe cloth.
your voiceother deepest thing.
Before you know the night with how this could
ponchothe tender gravity
the passengers eating of kindness.go so you
What you held feel the future Before you know
A holy thing,me.
mething,
And oh, to lose.thingbeautifully balanced and
Your deepest presence
