When I was going through a difficult time with Sali’s illness getting worse, Carol Palma and her husband Greg came to visit us. Carol later sent me a lovely little poem as a gift to help me cope. Previously written for a friend, it was profound and went deep! In a way, what was expressed in the poem would prepare me for the inevitable. And to understand that it was not the end. It was all about letting go, in more ways than one. And the repeated end-rhyme gently reinforced the point.
I’m in a place where there is no night
We experience each other with divine sight
I wear a robe of shimmering light
With golden threads that hug me tight
I cling to you with all my might
Tethered to earth like string to kite
You let me go and I take flight
I always wanted to share this perfect poem with friends. I bumped into Carol at the Dome Market last night and she approved my posting it.
Tags: carol palma, remembrances, spiritual poetry, the other side
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August 19, 2017 at 6:32 am |
It hurts to let something go, but sometimes not letting go hurts you both. Im sorry someone as kind hearted as Ken and someone he loves had to go through such loss.
I do like the final line; You let me go and I take flight.
I hope so.
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August 19, 2017 at 10:24 am |
You’re right. Reading aloud “The Grace in Dying : How We Are Transformed Spiritually as We Die” prepared us for the final stages of letting go. https://www.amazon.com/Grace-Dying-How-Transformed-Spiritually/dp/0062515659/ I’ve written about it in an earlier blog post. https://theuncarvedblog.com/2016/12/28/an-early-attempt-at-some-kind-of-closure-with-a-poem-on-salis-passing-and-auspicious-times/
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