Precious grieving mother Marsha Bell shared her recent poem with me this week and then graciously allowed me to share it to you, my dear readers. May it touch your broken heart as it did mine, as Marsha so poignantly captured the ache in this mother's heart.
Below her poem are my words of thanks to her for sharing her poem:
But somehow you did it, you expressed "the fullness of (our) emptiness," "the stillness between inhale and exhale," "burying my unrecognizable remains," "enduring nothingness following the last breath," "being the void before the first sounds of life," "as was the dark before the Lord created light." ~