Moments of Tears


Moments of Tears
Streaming down my face
Thinking what could I have done differently
Knowing this is what was to be
Knowing doesn’t make it hurt any less….
oh, the pain in my heart
So I sit with it. Feeling it.
Allowing it to pass through.
Opening into laughter and joy, and then back to tears.
The seesaw of emotions moving through my being
Moving through the pain of loss
Moving through…
Moments of Tears.

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