Oh,
To have grace
through grief, pain and silence.
The eerie silence that sweeps over
when moving bodies to new graves, and responding to an outpouring of sorrow.
The crispness of hushed whispers and the startling hollows of the shadows.
Stricken
Wrought
Shattered
The crushing loss of a soul filling moments preserved now in mere memories.
Echoes of a voice thriving in an eternal space.
Mourn,
weep for your beloved,
and hold fast to all grace.
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