I am a wanderer. I would say that I am a seeker, but sometimes I have no idea what I might be seeking, so I will stick with wanderer. This blog is more a public journal than anything. I don't claim to have life figured out. I simply stumble from mystery to mystery, and share my reflections along the way. Sometimes I feel burdened, and trudge. Sometimes? Well sometimes grace breaks through, and its time to dance.
Sunday, November 1, 2015
Those who cannot be lost
May you know that absence is full of tender
presence and
that nothing is ever lost or forgotten.
May the absence in your life be full of eternal
echo.
John
O’Donohue, Eternal Echoes
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there are empty places
in my soul
where people were
once alive
now gone
once close
now distant
people I loved
people who loved me
loneliness
echoes in the spaces
where warmth
and love once lived
and yet hallowed
presence remains
ghostly wraiths
of moments captured
touches remembered
of faces
and smiles
eternal echoes
of those
who cannot be lost
to
the
heart
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For all the Saints, Who from their labors rest
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