Thursday, September 7, 2017

Grief waits in ambush

like a rogue current
washing out of nowhere
grief lurks in the
background veiled by
the comfort of friends
the company of loved ones
and the vision of Life Beyond
where every sorrow is
left behind and Mom is
breathing pure joy
surrounded by her cohort
of loved ones, found,
all crowned with
the welcome love their
and healing that lasts forever
their worship salted with
exulting in resolution of
sufferings, cripplings, and
but I am still here waiting
for the ultimate
sweet reunion
and that empty space
she once filled with such grace
is where grief lies
waiting in ambush

L. Boese 

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