Friday, June 7, 2013

HMH: Emptiness

Haiku My Heart




Polyvore by grace2244


emptiness inside
where once you were part of me
how to fill the space



11 comments:

  1. Your "how" may take a lifetime--or more--to answer.

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  2. This has a special meaning for me, the emptiness that is. As I struggle to get through June 8th because of the tragic reminder of what happened that day in 1991, I feel the emptiness and know it never will end. I believe it is okay to stop trying to fill this kind of void. It has become a part of me now, made me who I am, given me compassion and taught me how to forgive. You said a lot to me in those few syllables, but maybe you weren't just talking to me. Maybe you were the one speaking wisely.

    Much Peace sent your way

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    1. What you take from it is what it means. I am honored you found it speaking to you. Yet it is holding that sadness. Thank you for visiting and commenting.

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  3. Beautiful words, art, sentiment and compassion shared by our connections, we are all in this together! x

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  4. I think Edna St.Vincent Millay said
    when you are missing someone, they are probably feeling the same.
    Doesn't take away the longing though, does it?
    Beautiful haiku and art collage. ♥♥

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    1. Thank you so much. Yes, mutual missing. Strange grief to explain. Thank you for visiting and lovely supportive comment.

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  5. this write echoes. well done ~ M

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  6. i can only share that as time moves one forward in life there is a chance for longing to be filled with the original love that emanated from each other. i cannot tell you how or when, i can only say i am forever grateful that i can lay in the darkness of night or wake to a courageous new day filled with a boundless love that remains far beyond a physical presence. i hope the love that i have given is a comfort too to those so far from me.

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    1. Thank you for offering that comfort, Rebecca. Beautiful thought.

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