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Holding On

I am in deep grief

I am in wild frenzy

Is this the feared gnashing of teeth,

the hell realm where fires rage?

I am in peaceful float

I am a star afar

Is this the opening door of peace,

the heaven realm where angels sing?

Oh these paths we travel,

up and down and all around,

oh these tumultuous rides and sleepy sighs,

we know not the ending nor the beginning,

but this we know--

we have each other,

gentle hands that reach and touch,

held in love. 

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Stephen Gospage

Thu 13th Apr 2023 17:10

A delicate, sensitive conclusion. Lovely poem.

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Manish Singh Rajput

Thu 13th Apr 2023 16:41

Loved this one Hélèna.

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John Botterill

Thu 13th Apr 2023 15:03

Tender and heartfelt. A real gem!

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