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AJOUTE MOI A TES PREFERE !!! → CLIQUE !! SI TU VEUX QUE JE SOIS DANS TES PREFERE !!!→ CLIQUE !! SI TU VEUX QUE JE SOIS DANS TES AMIS !!Today I no longer the black dress
outward sign of my mourning
this dress that you said: "I saw a very difficult time, I'm more fragile, please, watch a little bit about me. "
J'enterre my dead if sometimes hastily
I deny me in my sadness,
the presence of friends, brothers, sisters, dear parents.
Great calamity, time to tear
and yet ...
I tore me arms that m'ouvre
vitement to resume my job, my escape pain
hide this big hole in my chest,
this gap disturbs me
that makes me afraid. ◄◄ | ■ |
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I do not take the time to give me time.
My cry funeral is held, my anguish stifled.
I refuse the opportunity to silence, the duration of a "Farewell".
Yet this vulnerable painful jolt,
I am shaking!
Why?
I am demanding of my sentence on an individual
I can rely on God?
The rite has become a dead language,
silence frightens me
my relationships are superficial?
My daily race too accelerated
I can not stop?
I do not know ...
But I know that the sentence hunted
back down, requires mine
still knocking, looking for the home
sets the threshold of my being
and threatens my heart closed.
I am well assay of drugs, eat ...
ignore this visit, the denial ...
it will remain there and I'll have a day to tame,
I will learn to know ...
it's part of me, my sorrow
she needs me.
Living my grief, perhaps to rest ... pray ... sleep ... talk ... communicate ...
Enter this secret place in me
and make room for those who left me, the one that has gone.
Internalize my beloved, doors, continue to grow and live again in me ...
give them another season or bloom time of a harvest.
The society around me, frantic, computers, automatic
me to ignore ...
Death? Turns its back! unnecessarily frivolous ... ... loss of energy, time ...
Grief is embarrassing.
Quickly resume your salary!
Mice, mice will ...
A day or two of tears ... Enough!
Take yourself in hand! Turning the page!
A day or two off ... and then go, that's it!
I think of Mary, Mother of Jesus,
Celle, who, surrounded by the disciples of his Son ...
took grief, shared his suffering.
Mary, my Mother, who in the night of my life,
me in Hope ...
to the light of Pentecost always present
on the path to eternal happiness.
Choose to live my sorrows in Church
... It's me valuable support.
Why walk alone?
If I live my grief
j'apprendrai perhaps to live?
So when my time ring
I learned more die
to say to God with dignity!
Lysette Brochu
Eyes of faith in May - June 1989 Volume 85 - Issue 3