This is a universal poem because the experience of loss is universal. You might wonder (I do all the time) why F-A-T-E keeps teaching us the same lesson in loss over and over, but so it goes. You generously dedicate your poem of personal grief to those who cared for you, and I'm sure you have cared for friends in this same way they cared for you. That's how we humans cope. I am really moved by the final stanza of your poem, it made me pause and take a deep breath - and then read it again. I find the image of the wind which somehow mysteriously is the presence of the absent loved one moves me deeper than I can put into words. And I don't have to find any further words for this image of fulfillment, I only have to re-read what you wrote and that is enough.
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This is a universal poem because the experience of loss is universal. You might wonder (I do all the time) why F-A-T-E keeps teaching us the same lesson in loss over and over, but so it goes. You generously dedicate your poem of personal grief to those who cared for you, and I'm sure you have cared for friends in this same way they cared for you. That's how we humans cope. I am really moved by the final stanza of your poem, it made me pause and take a deep breath - and then read it again. I find the image of the wind which somehow mysteriously is the presence of the absent loved one moves me deeper than I can put into words. And I don't have to find any further words for this image of fulfillment, I only have to re-read what you wrote and that is enough.
This was the first poem I wrote, and I thank you very much for your words!