This is a poem about loss but also life; it is an understanding that perhaps loss exists only within our perceptions, and maybe life is truly a continuation, never stopping at all.
“Great love endures time, heartache, and distance. And even when all seems lost, true love lives on.” – Sarah Jio
Nothing in the world prepares us for losing someone we love. Yet perhaps life is an everlasting tapestry that’s being woven all the time, one filled with new beginnings and endings to make way for the change that never ends. Maybe there are no stops or starts, no birth and no death, because it’s all a continuation.
This healing thought from Marianne Williamson about a lesson from A Course in Miracles has guided me in choosing love in the face of loss:
The ‘Course in Miracles’ says one day you will realize that death is not the punishment but the reward. And it says that birth is not the beginning of life but a continuation. And physical death is not the end of life but a continuation.
May this poem about loss gently encourage you to see your life with new eyes, through your heart rather than relying on the sight of your physical senses. Sink into your life experiences, because you will one day continue on in a new way, too.
Your grief, and this deep sense of devastating loss that you feel, will undergo transformation as you become willing to see the love in all things.“Death yields to life simply because destruction is not true.” ― A Course in Miracles Click To Tweet
I am committed to love, and because of that solemn vow I am committed to seeing life not as I have perceived it before. I believe in miracles, I believe in endings that turn into beginnings, and I believe that death might have a new meaning if I hold it with love.
In the spirit of life, here is my short poem about loss and life which I composed in remembrance of my brother.
You are Everything, a Poem about Loss
You are the wind in the flag.
You are the ripples in the water.
You are the breeze that moves my hair.
You are the stillness,
And the strength.
You are the unnamed magic
That I can feel in the air.
The softness of the clouds,
The hard and gentle rain
That taps on my windowpane–
Everything speaks your language.
You are all the colors of the rainbow,
And you’re the colors I can’t yet name.
You’ve become everything I see
And all that I hear
When I let my mind be free of fear.
Yes, I know that’s you.
You are everywhere.
Living just the same.
You are everything.
You live on,
Because Love is your name.
- Are you willing to hold on to the love instead of the loss?
- Can you consider a life that has no beginning or end, being an ongoing continuation of love?
- Do you ever have the feeling that perhaps nothing can be lost (especially the people you love), only changed?
- What thoughts help you handle loss with more faith that everything will be okay?
Please share your loving thoughts, healing insights, favorite verses from this poem, helpful lessons you’ve learned from your own journey, and any stories with me in the comments.
Share this poem about loss with someone who might appreciate the message.
Keep your heart soft, and your mind open.