This post makes me think of that wonderful Psalm: “I look to the hills, from whence cometh my help.:” It is the heights in our lives, not the depts, that matter! Bless you, dear man.
Reading the gut wrenching stories/poems of others (many based on true life), I cannot fathom their pain. Can anyone ever truly understand another’s pain…hence this poem.
Que, you shower kind words and look at you – your comments are themselves so poetic. There is a poem in here that you ought to write…
This post makes me think of that wonderful Psalm: “I look to the hills, from whence cometh my help.:” It is the heights in our lives, not the depts, that matter! Bless you, dear man.
Thank you for the love. Feels better to return it! 🙂
Let us as a community pass love around…the more the lovelier 🙂
yes indeed.
Your brief poetic insights prove that often less is more – well thought out as usual Eric.
Thank you Dennis – coming from someone whose poems I enjoy, this is high compliment. Cheers, Eric
Hello again Dennis – please check your spam – reckon my comments are sitting in there…
How deep the meaning is. Awesome man. :).
Thank you for your continued visits and comments. Truly appreciate this.
Yeah Eric, I’m back in business. ;).
this is my thought process while reading your poem: depth of sorrow…tears…depth of sea then?
upon rereading: the galaxies? How immeasurably deep that sorrow must be 🙁
a sigh of relief when reading from your comments that you are only “inspired” to write this poem!
may you always float to the top however deep your sorrows may be! =)
Reading the gut wrenching stories/poems of others (many based on true life), I cannot fathom their pain. Can anyone ever truly understand another’s pain…hence this poem.
Que, you shower kind words and look at you – your comments are themselves so poetic. There is a poem in here that you ought to write…
All good wishes, Eric
I hope that bloggers who share their sorrow also find it healing…You are most correct about understanding pain =)
Thank you Eric, I will let my muse ruminate on your kind suggestion =)
Though the depth of sorrow is unfathomable, hope there will be a rainbow soon to clear up the darkness. Yes it is mid-week but cheer up.
The sun always rises 🙂
I hope things are not quite as bleak as that profound statement seems.
Oh no, no – all is well.
This was inspired, if that is the correct word – by the many tales and poems of pain and sorrow I read in some blogs.
Wonderful. The intangible carries far more weight yet is so difficult to measure…
Very true Christy,
We can carry another’s weight – but would never know the weight of their burden
Peace and luv, Eric
eric, how about extent of my joy? 🙂
god bless & love always…
anil
Of course Anil, that is a good one – feel free to replace with anything that strikes you 🙂
All good wishes, Eric
Reblogged this on FierceBuddhist and commented:
A good start on discovering who you are.
…and a lifelong journey it would be, I reckon. Thank you for reblogging, I truly appreciate this.
beautifully expressed! I loved it…No one really knows the depth of sorrow of the one who is sad….great thought !!!!!!!!!
Yes, that is why I am always very awkward at funerals. I know that anything I say will be so inadequate…
how profound…. beautiful!!!!
Thank you and glad you found it so. Cheers.