Wednesday, January 13, 2010

Zen Flower 7

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Don't tell me that you understand
Don't tell me that you know.
Don't tell me that I will survive.
How I will surely grow.

Don't tell me this is just a test,
That I am truly blessed.
That I am chosen for this task,
Apart from all the rest.

Don't come at me with answers
That can only come from me,
Don't tell me how my grief will pass
That I will soon be free.

Don't stand in pious judgment
Of the bounds I must untie.
Don't tell me how to suffer,
And don't tell me how to cry.

My life is filled with selfishness.
My pain is all I see.
But I need you, I need your love.

Accept me in my ups and downs.
I need someone to share,
Just hold my hand and let me cry,
And say, "My friend, I care."

Joanetta Hendel
Bereavement Magazine

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