something broke
something broke
this morning
softly, so
softly, it left
no obvious
traces,
but the house
was filled
with immense
longing
.
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Gentle, lovely, and sad–hopefully we are not referring to that
poet’s heart of yours. Perhaps it is just an inference, an emotional
symbol. Sometimes we “feel” too much, even though it primarily
is our duty, our privilege to do so.
letting go is difficult. thank you for your thoughts.
Even when we know something is going to break…we still miss it/them when gone.
i suppose…