A collection of poetry on death, dying, healing from loss and bearing it throughout your life. Poems written for all those destined to die by one whose fate is just the same.
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Started: 1/01/2023
Ended: 29/07/2023
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Can I lay my head in your lap? as you row your boat across the river, and sing me a lullaby as I fall asleep, dreaming of gardens full of thriving blossoms.
I do not see you but I do feel your arms around me, as I weep my pain out in the faucet, no one to bear the intensity of my grief, save for you and the continuous trickle of water.
There is so much to say but too few words, that too choked within my throat, all rejoice at the sight of your face I heard, no wonder they do, I think as you smile at me through your veil.
I ask you so many questions but you do not answer, when it is time, you say, I will know, but sometimes fear crushes my soul, as I wonder about an existence where there is no you.
You laugh at me when I think such things, I swear I hear your laughter in the wind, then you come to me and take me into an embrace and say, how could you think I would abandon you?
And I believe it to be true because I know, you never faltered away from keeping a promise, especially one made to your child, who loves you so dearly with all her heart.
Death is a mother, I now say with conviction, because I have seen her exquisite face, she moors us to a home within her, a shelter safe from all gloom.
I do not think I will fear her, but let her take me on a ride, as daughter I trust my mother, and I know she will never fail me.
