That In This World There Is An Empty Space,
Underneath the weight of knowledge learned
I seem to be reduced and paralysed
For I had thought the painful loss would turn
And fill me with his love unpetrified.
For a moment, we may often ask
When sudden shock invades the human heart
But "give me years" makes tangible the task
The grieving must not end before it starts
That in this world there is an empty space,
Never to be filled but lived beside
Makes some feel rage;afflicted by disgrace
Makes the themes of grief and pain elide.
I feel inert like marble on a beach
Light and absence will my sad heart breach..
Copyright © Katherine Braithwaite | Year Posted 2016
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