Time does not bring relief

 Posted by on July 15, 2013  Add comments
Jul 152013
 
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Time does not bring relief, you all have lied
Who told me time would ease me of my pain!
I miss him in the weeping of the rain;
I want him at the shrinking of the tide;
The old snows melt from every mountain-side,
And last year’s leaves are smoke in every lane;
But last year’s bitter loving must remain
Heaped on my heart, and my old thoughts abide.
There are a hundred places where I fear
To go –so with his memory they brim.
And entering with relief some quiet place
Where never fell his foot or shone his face
I say, “There is no memory of him here!’
And so stand stricken, so remembering him.

Sonnet  by Edna St Vincent Millay

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  One Response to “Time does not bring relief”

  1. It’s been interesting for me observing the comment that how we perceive our world is through what we allow our mind to tell us. I saw this view of the expired sunflower head when my summer vege garden came to its end. Instead of sorrow at the sight I cherished the multitude of seeds cradled in the head of each sunflower and imagined a host of golden light greeting me and each day whenever I stood beside them. Again the awe of being part of an eternal process resounds within me.

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