Sorrow
From where it comes A deep marsh An unknown wilderness Somewhere in the spaces Where the mind does not see Nor the sound heard But the heart feels From where it comes
Nobody knows, but they feel Unseen & unheard it fills the heart, the mind & the sight With a flood of a sensation Unheld, Unbound, Untamed
From where it comes? The heart that feels The sight that sees The mind that thinks Altogether one in sorrow
One day it heals…?
Context & Notes
- Topic: An office poetry doodle remembering Nanja but speaking to a deeper thought running in background…tracing back to how I have experienced bereavement
- Occasion: Staff meeting (7/8/26 at 12:48 PM)Remembering Nanja (One-All) & others & in hope of healing
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Last updated: 2026-08-16 18:42