Dusk’s Mourning

[dirtgirl]

The pink fades to green
Another day gone.
Love’s sweet nectar
A heavy dew, across
These arid, wasted plains.

Still, the drought lingers on,
And the decay runs deep.
Only my tears for friendship run astray
Can try to fill these desert creeks.

But to cry an ocean is an impossible task.
These ancient soils are just too hungry.
Your absence weathers an infinite canyon within,
Leaving in it’s wake a dull, inner ache
That is never satisfied.

So in the quiet of the evening
When the air is still and the moon is low,
Can you hear my lamentations,
Meditations,
And campfire prayers?
Where are you?
How are you?
Don’t you know that I still care?

The buried seeds of our friendship,
Hard and gnarled as they are,
Simply lie in wait, for more thunder, lightening and soothing rains.
If watered enough by love’s tears
Could they bloom ever again?

If not, I guess it doesn’t matter then
That you don’t know or really appreciate
How much you mean to me
Or how sorely you are missed.

Because it’s simply a matter of fact,
Despite my longings and all
That life just goes on.
Regardless.
In some shape or form.

[dirtgirl]

Surely i'm the only one who has gone through an experience like this?

[singingcirclesaway]

i just didn't know what to say. of course i have, di.

[dirtgirl]

I guess the question really is: how do you deal with profound loss and regret? How do you deal with the grief? How do you undo the things that have been done? If you can't put things right, how then do you get the strength to get up in the morning and live life again?

[singingcirclesaway]

when i find out i'll let you know.