Splendor


joy
This talk of splendor in the grass
glory in the flower
grieving not
joy in what remains

so long have I waited
to allow it to be so
finally to let go
but joy I do not know

Grieving not
have I mastered
regret is not
part of me

Joy in what remains
in the life that is
or in the memory of what was
there is no joy in what was

Certainly there was not
splendor in the grass
nor glory in the flower
no joy in what remains

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3 Comments (+add yours?)

  1. Isabeau D'anjou 1981
    Aug 20, 2013 @ 13:23:24

    Grieving is such a hard thing to master and too often and usually unexpectedly I find, it masters me. Arohanui.

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  2. Isabeau D'anjou 1981
    Aug 20, 2013 @ 13:22:20

    Reblogged this on Beyond Place & Time and commented:
    Grieving is such a hard thing to master and so unexpectedly, it will master you

    Reply

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