hymn of wonder and grief

hymn of wonder and grief

a close friend
is struck by a
fir half-broken
still stretching
toward light
her daughters
have traveled to
be by her bed
it’s bad, they said
will she live?
can she write?
change is the given
I know this and yet
the echo in my chest
is a hymn of both
wonder and grief

2022 ©Amrita Skye Blaine
I’m writing a poem a day. These are drafts—not final versions.

2 thoughts on “hymn of wonder and grief

  1. Margaret Rooney

    oh Skye, This hits home on so many levels: I had a mini stroke a couple of years ago, the horror of it engulfed me. And my darling sister, Briahn has just found out her breast cancer is back. We thought that dragon was slain. I am desolated at the news. As you are by your friend’s condition. And I also know from my own battle with cancer (and other life threatening things) that there is a gift in it. Once you work through the fear, you find those lavender halls of light, surrender and acceptance all at once..an opening of self into something larger. Wonder and grief. Hugs💖



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