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Out beyond the silence of eternal night,
within the void of voiceless echoes,
between the folds of dark and light.
In somber streams of starlight.
In the waves of ebb and flow.
Heaven exceeds eternal planes.
Though, it remains closer then we know.
~John French
In John's words:
...Brandon passed away in August of 2009 from an undiagnosed heart condition. The devastation of that one single moment has crushed our view of reality and cast us down into a state of perpetual winter. I’ve been writing all my life, though not publically. Brandon’s death has so overwhelmed me that I can no longer contain my thoughts.
Although my stance is undermined by despair, and frosted by the bitterness that follows the loss of my son, I will labor to plant some seeds of promise in the barren future that I'm so unexpectedly tilling.
Perhaps something beneficial will stem from my mourning. If you can gather even a grain of hope from my reaping, it may help to sustain you through your own emotional storm.
~John French
Thank you to John French for another of his inspired poems.
Readers feel free to click "Comment" below and make a comment or share something about your own grief. I love my readers and would love to get to know you better. (If however, you prefer to just read and glean what you can quietly in your grief, that is perfectly fine too. We care about you in your quiet grief as well! Trust me, I am there quite often.)
John French: http://bit.ly/aUItcb
