Along Comes A Mere Poet

When someone loses their love here on earth, they lose it all, even their own existence. Unable to go back and take what is now gone, having no self-control, confidence or self-realization. It all fades into sorrow of grief however long it takes to reach out and make the first move towards a new be- ginning in their lives. Easy to say, difficult for the one who has lost every- thing, his love now being held inside with no outlet for it to survive. Pressures of everyday life seem to be insurmountable, because minds are clouded with tears, beings filled with emptiness, loss and abandonment. Falling into a vast atmosphere, unable to touch ground, walking absently through life, not even participating in it for the time being. Feeling sad, wanting to share their grief, not knowing how, then this mere poet, grasps their hands, holding them, BEing there, writing a poem, nothing more to add.