In the dead of night
I put logs on the fire
to warm the chilling in your bones,
in those dark hours
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Heart breaking beauty. Bittersweet ginger tea a quiet unfathomable depth of personal love and loss. All my best............
This one made me cry....because I have been there too with people I have nursed and people I have loved and lost. Infinite tenderness.....is what we all would want when we pass and now working in the emergency department, I see death can be swift and lonely, I know we are very lucky if we can have such devotional love at the end of our life. However, it doesn't make losing and loss any easier. I felt the silence, the fatigue and tears in the timelessness of fire and infiniteness of spirit in your beautiful poem.