Victory of Tears Over Death

As one passes from death to new life, we are left with the tears of death. We seek answers as we seek to understand the plan of Almighty God in all things of life and death!

 

 

  

 

 

 

 

 

 

Author's Note

VICTORY OF TEARS OVER DEATH!


A loved one's spirit takes flight as their body dies.
We are overwhelmed by deep, sorrowful cries.
Tears of sadness cascade like falling rain,
Accentuating death's sting of searing pain!

Memories remain of a loved one's life sweet,
Grasped tightly in death's bitter hand of defeat.
A veil of darkness we don as a shroud.
Lamentations rise 'midst a mournful cloud.

Ears turn to winds to hear a familiar voice.
We plead "Would you return if given a choice?”
And "Why are you apart from me,
Leaving me alone to experience misery?"

Our hearts desire they remain with us yet.
We think of missed opportunities, desires unmet.
We yearn to reach out to grasp their hand,
And draw their spirit back into the "Living Land".

We wail, "O where, where have you gone,
Your absence causes me to live now alone.
Do you dwell on the far side of a midnight sky,
Are you aware of my mournful cry?"

All spirits will pass as their time draws nigh,
Some a slow death, and able to bid us goodbye.
Others cross quickly as they bid farewell,
Leaving us many sentiments yet to tell.

We, now left behind, must carry on each day.
Let us cope by lifting our voices to Heaven to pray.
Aware that our God has fulfilled His plan,
As He closes the gap their life did span.

Hallelujah!

Drown not in a sea of sorrow.
Hold onto hope of a waiting tomorrow.
Embrace promises of what is to be.
Heal heart and spirit with liberty.
Welcome victory of tears over death!

Romans 12:15 NIV
Rejoice with those who rejoice;
mourn with those who mourn.

Sheila Bowyer Kline

Reviews

[Anita B Jacques]

Oh dear sheila you said it so well, and I mourn with you. We are never ready, don't forget about the victory over pain, with our tears we have to rejoice, they made it. We are Alf empty, split and left, I can understand so much better the expression of my better Alf. Of course after 12 years I don't have the raw pain of grief, I'm left with the memory of it. We learn to live without them by our side, go to the grocery store and stop looking for their favorite food. Only time will help, like my first poem written only 3 months ago A Small Whisper, I was laying in bed grieving and heard the whisper "Time" in my right ear. I'm sharing your pain Sheila, A big bear hug and my shoulder, vent any time. God Bless.
In friendship......Annie

[Carole]

I echo Nichole's sentiments on this piece, Sheila! Stunning! Impeccable, my friend. I love how you shared of your pain in the beginning....though we could feel the depths of your pain, you managed to take a nice swing upward near the close as you left us with this:

Drown not in a sea of sorrows.

Hold onto hope of waiting tomorrows.

Embrace promises of what is to come.

Heal heart and spirit of all that is numb.

Welcome victory of tears over death!



Romans 12:15 NIV

Rejoice with those who rejoice;

mourn with those who mourn.

There is nothing like having someone reach into the depths of our hearts and our inner struggle and pain by standing beside us and crying with us...

I have some very dear friends like that, and I wouldn't trade them for the world. I hope you have several that are upholding you through this difficult time...

Love and Hugs, Carole

[Lady leah]

Outstanding & exquisite write, may god be with you.

[Jinx's Heart]

A stunning piece! Absolutely beautifully written. Your emotions are so vivid and real. I will always keep you in my prayers as you continue to find your place as survivor. May God be with you.