Grief—-God Is The Answer
Like tears of glass, tinkling when they land,
these tears of grief are not so grand.
The pain that is left in my heart
Is worse than the pain of being apart.
Knowing I will never be with you again.
One is the loneliest #. How to begin?
To start over is a mountain too high.
All it does is make me want to cry.
I have to dream the impossible dream.
But, I only dream of you,—– it seems.
They say time heals all wounds.
Have they ever lost someone too soon?
All our future plans & dreams are gone.
Taken away with the morning dawn.
Taken when the angels came for you.
Now,—– whatever will I do?
All the songs of sorrow and loss
come slaming home. The feeling not lost.
Death leaves you nowhere to turn.
Take it to heart. Live and learn.
Faith in religious beliefs is the only hope.
Without it, I might as well cut my throat.
I know you are in a better place now.
No more suffering & pain creasing your brow.
I am hurting, but I will give it to the Lord.
No way am I joining the angry hoard.
Those who think all they have is here & now.
They might as well worship the golden cow.
There is no ‘real’ love found in that belief.
But, in the love of God I find relief.
I will keep the faith & be with you again.
My sweetheart, my lover, my friend.
——————————–R. W. Johnson—–(2016)