HOSwrites,
Great idea about a review button to press each evening.
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Patricia,
I liked the paradox of the line, "the silence that surrounds me now is music to my ears."
The poem is so Hopeful and promising of needed refreshment through nature.
That is something I think we all need more of!
Thank you for sharing this beautiful poem, and also for your responses to your interview below.
God bless.
"So you and your power can just leave me be.
I'm taking my life and setting it free."
(Last 2 lines of the poem)
Hello,
It is a good poem.
I just find the very last line (see at top) a bit confusing, as "taking my life" are common words to mean suicide.
Perhaps that is not the author's intent at all.
However, somehow, I wish the words read "I'm taking my life BACK" so that a positive meaning would be more clearly communicated.
God bless
Great comments, but just mentioning this was written by a grand daughter about her grand father.
God bless.
Great advice and conclusions, Patricia!
God bless you.
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Ronald,
So glad you wrote and shared this poem.
It is important to have poems that are about people with physical disabilities.
I remember an old expression, "I complained I had no shoes until I met a man who had no feet."
I have also heard that no matter how bad a person has something, there is always someone worse off.
In no way am I minimizing the cross that you and your family have carried, including your sister, for all those years.
It is truly amazing and inspiring.
Thank you.
God bless you and your family.
All of us would do well to stop often and count our blessings.
Pamela,
I am sorry to hear of your situation.
Perhaps the site joniandfriends.org could be of help to you.
Joni is Joni Eareckson Tada who had a diving accident in 1967.
Prayers are with you, Pamela.
Mary,
That is a beautiful poem you wrote as your response above.
God bless.
David,
That is an absolutely wonderful poem!
Very positive and hope-filled.
Excellent work.
God bless.
Mike,
I think there are many phases and stages of the grief journey, and no one grieves the same way and on the same time table.
Even the main stages of grief do not occur in a neat pattern one after the other, but are part of an uneven cycling back and forth.
I do not know the author, but would be willing to bet that he experiences these swings like others on the grief journey.
God bless.
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