Gone—gone—gone—gone—leaving us still here
(Love—love—love—love—echoes in the silence!)
There’s no discharge from love.
A poem by Jonathan Rose. Inspired by my grief and R.Kiplings poem “Boots”.
Gone—gone—gone—gone—leaving us still here
(Love—love—love—love—echoes in the silence!)
There’s no discharge from love.
A poem by Jonathan Rose. Inspired by my grief and R.Kiplings poem “Boots”.
Tear—fall—grief—call—longing for simple grace
(Hands—hands—hands—hands—will be empty when she’s gone!)
There’s no discharge from love.
Tear—fall—grief—call—longing for simple grace
(Hands—hands—hands—hands—will be empty when she’s gone!)
There’s no discharge from love.
(Breath—breath—breath—breath—slipping into stillness!)
There’s no discharge from love.
(Breath—breath—breath—breath—slipping into stillness!)
There’s no discharge from love.