Hope, finally hope.
A light at the end of… what?
Despair, loneliness, emptiness, or a
Self imposed punishment?
Punishment for loving so deeply
Without care or thought of the consequences.
That depth of connection and feeling,
It was all that mattered.
But then he died.
He was gone but the connection and love remained.
It turned into sorrowful resignation
All done – never again, he’s never coming back.
And when the darkness could get no deeper,
And the gaping hole in my soul
Refused to believe it would ever heal,
It came, at first just a thought,
A glimmer but
With such potential.
Showing me that it was possible
Proving that the heart has no limits
No drought of feeling.
It has the capacity to heal and
The willingness to take that chance,
Yet again, in spite of me.
The old pain will never fully heal
But now it serves as a reminder
Of the depth and power of emotion
And the pain of loss.
A pain that proves the existence of all there is
And how it can be again.
But only when belief and faith are there.
And so I continue the search, in love with love,
Never to give up,
Never to allow the despair and
Rejection stand in my way again.