And the Sky Wept

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To grieve is such a personal and lonely thing. No matter the family or friends that may gather around, they cannot sense the emptiness within, nor feel the inner fear and anxiety that overtakes the potency of the strength that we may have thought we had.

AND THE SKY WEPT

By Al Garcia

To grieve is such a personal and lonely thing.  No matter the family or friends that may gather around, they cannot sense the emptiness within, nor feel the inner fear and anxiety that overtakes the potency of the strength that we may have thought we had.  

Grief is as powerful as love, and it can hurt as much as love can heal.  But there is that moment of solitude that we must embrace and even crave, to reflect on what made your life complete, and to express the words that cannot be said stream down your face, in unspoken gratitude, understanding and love.

Loss is such a profound and reflective moment in life.  In one, sometimes even expected moment, one life removed forever changes the world around you.  And now, one heart beats, where once two hearts shared the harmony and the rhythm of one bonded life.  And life will never be quite the same again.

To grieve is such a personal and lonely thing, especially at a time when the thought of a reassuring or consoling touch or hug is hindered by the fear and uncertainty that has overtaken our lives.  And it is during these days that life can become lonelier and more isolating, unless we gather our disheartened spirt and our withering inner strength, and mourn with our soul, and celebrate with our heart.  There is a place for both -- a time to cry, and a time to remember the joys once shared. 

This morning you woke up, and the sky wept with you.  It was as if it knew it had to wash away the sadness and the sorrow left behind.  It was as if the heavens itself was embracing you, and consoling you.  Telling you that even the sky can cry at times, but then the rays of sun and hope break through the clouds and the shadows that may have caused you sorrow. 

And the sky wept, and I felt your loss deep down inside of me. 


Submitted: May 24, 2021

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