he who sorrows

stand here

in the face of sorrow

and I will draw a circle

of love and protection

around you in the sand

with the feather of a dove

as she did for me

so many moons ago

on the beach at Sherwood Forest

where saltwater tears

and the heart’s blood of loss

leak into the waters

from which they came.

rainbows arch over horizons

we cannot see

blinded are we

by all the todays.

come

take my side.

walk with me in silence

between the drops

of unrealized tomorrows

beneath the faint pulse

of the navigators beacon

with sounds of the surf

rocking the world to sleep.

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8 Responses to he who sorrows

  1. Sorrow's avatar Sorrow says:

    I saw a women dressed in bold colors and she had the sexiest walk, it was a saunter a sashay, and something in the beauty of her smile made me think of you.
    Here I find you spilling love into the worlds wounds. True to your Capricorn heart and ever the care giver. You are amazing. Thank you, for you…

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    • Rosa's avatar Rosa says:

      I am deeply honored by your words, sorrow.
      This is for no one and everyone and someone I know….

      Ever the caregiver *sighs* yes that part is true too
      an empath…

      And it is good to have you back.

      ((hugs))

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  2. elle's avatar elle says:

    Such beauty contained in these words….and very relevant to where I am now so thank you for sharing. How’s the world with you Rosa?

    much love and hugs xxx

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  3. Rosa's avatar Rosa says:

    Thank you m’dear. Nice to see you back from your journey.

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  4. Nicely expressive of real friendship…*smiles*

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