Sadness – A Thread You Follow

Loving What We Love

A few 
still 
persist 
in loving what they love
while 
one or two 
turn 
in upon 
themselves
forever fixing sorrow 
in a 
permanent 
place.

Sorrowing

"Serene is what happens to ourselves." - Rilke

But only after the visit of sorrows
that wander from one soul to the next.

To cry and get through to the place
and time of not crying is the yearning
of all who are full of sorrow.  

The moss in the garden accepts every falling tear 
sorrowing the rock upon which it and every 
absolute eternity rests in serenity.