Haiku 14 Eyes

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I gazed at the face staring back at me and saw a man and the endurance and faith that have travelled with him through the death of his special needs daughter. A deep lost, a remembrance, and a joy of a little girl now dancing with no handicap, and an easing of worry and backbreaking care for another. This family gave a generous love to their daughter and a generous love covers both sides of death. A quote from a mentor:

“There is nothing that can replace the absence of someone dear to us, and one should not even attempt to do so. One must simply hold out and endure it. At first that sounds very hard, but at the same time it is also a great comfort. For to the extent the emptiness truly remains unfilled one remains connected to the other person through it. It is wrong to say that God fills the emptiness. God in no way fills it but much more leaves it precisely unfilled and thus helps us preserve -- even in pain -- the authentic relationship. Furthermore, the more beautiful and full the remembrances, the more difficult the separation. But gratitude transforms the torment of memory into silent joy. One bears what was lovely in the past not as a thorn but as a precious gift deep within, a hidden treasure of which one can always be certain.” Dietrich Bonhoeffer

May all your thorns be transformed into precious gifts of love.

face, etched with deep lines
    dark sadness pools in the eyes
        lost in death . . . daughter





For all who have loved and lost



David Meade
Live Generously

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Kp Nunez

Date: 3/26/2015 10:02:00 AM

Can relate to this, David. After taking care of my bedridden Mom for 3 years, though we have someone who comes daily to help, I was still shocked and numbed when she died. The combination of pain and stress after those 3 years rendered me immobile for sometime after receiving the news. You have captured it so accurately with your haiku. Thank you. Kim

Shane Cooper

Date: 1/28/2015 8:48:00 PM

Sad and beautiful. love shane xxx

Andrea Dietrich

Date: 12/26/2014 9:27:00 PM

I think I caught up with all your poems now. I will click on a few more and see if I have seen the rest. Today I saw the movie Big Eyes. The female artist who let her husband use his name as the artist of HER work. She drew such sad eyes and almost always of children.

Eve Roper

Date: 10/31/2014 12:40:00 PM

such a beautiful write.

David Meade
Date: 10/31/2014 1:33:00 PM

Thanks Eve, your the best and much appreciated.

Andrea Dietrich

Date: 10/30/2014 9:36:00 PM

so sad, David!!

David Meade
Date: 10/30/2014 9:56:00 PM

Yes sad, but also in a very good way - a relief. No more pain for the child, the incredible stress and energy of taking care of her, the worry of what they were going to do once they could not take care of her . . . the grief is real and will be with them forever and her memory I will take with me.