Every so often during the day I fight this “single tear.” It is a tear that holds thousands of memories in one. This tear holds a cry that shreds a mothers ear. A wail of sobs that harmonize over each passed day that goes by. Nothing has changed, the situation still remains the same, so it makes no sense to process all those emotions all over again, but yet, the pain comforts me. The weight, unmoved, and pressed in my chest, confused perception of your embrace, provoking me to be encased, shocking me, as I haste to realize, it's only the anxiety of you not being here.
So I choose not to indulge my sadness, so I quickly fix my gaze, wipe the little moisture that has slipt away. Inhale, stiff necked and erect,
holding in a pause.
Sifting through radio stations in my head, finding a song.
Exhaling and moving along.
Hymning to a tune and whispering to my heart.
You are going to be ok.
Be thankful for your memories, allow them to stay. Don't push them in a room, where its is cold and dark. They are meant to roam freely, and flood your heart. Allow your loved ones energy to charge your soul, they bring with them crystals liquified from pressured coal.
To clear your eyes. To see the value in each day and recognize, God's love is in everything.
Once I accept and trust,
Once I accept and trust,
Love is True. God is good
It was God in you
My single tear brings me Life and Joy.
I no longer detach myself and remaniese but rather weave your memory to this very moment, of Bless. Bending time, as I crochet your gifts, in the present. Thankful because God in you was in it.
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