(29 NOV 2011 – Love's bloom died on the branch – never to easily recover from Loss, Pain, and Betrayal. When does the Pain fade – dull its sharp focus. The price is too high. I simply cannot see beyond the gaping maw of my fate before me, though another may. Some say despair is paramount when one is no longer able to sustain, even for the briefest moment, the notion that all will be well in the end. Perhaps if they understood how many pieces my heart had broken into, they would then suffer me. dht)
Slowly – piece-by-piece – is the process of withdrawal unto self, the Spirit withering just as leaves on the tree wither in Winter's calling.
The enfolding warmth of a bright sunny day – loving spouse and Family – fall by the wayside of a troubled Path.
Reality's illusions of Familial Love -- drop away as falling leaves absent the limbs of trees.
Whispers of Lost Love rustle in the breeze, as favorite memories of days gone by -- drop away as dead leaves from barren branches.
As Times passes through Nature's Seasons, the past becomes muted as if the Years belonged to someone else – apart – just as the leaves on the ground seem to have forgotten from whence they sprang.
All Hope of a change of Season – of Heart – with renewed sprouts forthcoming of a Litany of Longing and Affection – died as the fallen leaves from barren branches.
As the last rays of Winter's light withdraws from a frozen Landscape – a cold Heart – the Season falls into Morpheus's embrace with silent tears.
Love's Mystery withered and died – when it should have grown – pushed to the deepest corner of the Heart – where no light shines and only shadows of memories linger.
A new Spring follows the Winter's solstice for some -- for others the Change of Season cannot be weathered and can no longer "move on" with Life's Journey.
Life's Journey is a lesson of survival without Love, without sunshine, without warmth -- bereft of Hope, of Happiness, Youth, Dreams --
Forever Lost – Forever!
[Dorothy Hazel Tarr - 2011]
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