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alcoholism, Buddhism, Christianity, compassion, death, emotion, empathy, loving kindness, mystery, personal, spiritual
i feel your tears,
my eyes burn.
a cloak of heaviness
descends upon my heart.
i have no words
to console you.
nothing I can write
will remove your sorrow.
I’ve experienced
the pain of loss,
and known the joyousness
that thoughts of love can bring.
i sit with you
in soft silence.
i hear anger in your despair.
i pray for your healing.
…
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Not speaking but sitting “in soft silence” next to someone who’s grieving is the best way to comfort that someone. Beautiful poem.
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Thank you very much, Therese.
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