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My personal grief
The sadness turns into a haunting grief,
When suddenly my loving spouse leaves,
Tears start flowing with choked emotions,
End of world seems in sight, till tears run dry.
The saga continues for days, months, and years,
The laughter and joy disappears, no hopes in sight,
The love and support of family and friends,
Soothes the pain and sustains the life.
Though absence shapes the world I now behold,
Your voice persists in every quiet breath,
A whispered comfort in the softest moment:
Love endures beyond the final parting.
And sometimes, late in the hush before dawn,
I feel you in the sigh of the wind, in a lingering scent.
Is that your hand on mine or my heart calling to yours?
Do souls return—not in form, but in tenderness shared—
To soothe the ache with silent compassion,
To whisper: love endures, tethered beyond space and grief?
Copyright ©
Jay Narain
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