Unsure

I very much want to start posting here, however I am not sure I am ready for all that follows a public post. It's been a rough go since our loss. Sadly, not our first. Where any loss is heartbreak, it seems some are harder than others. I'm not certain I am ready to discuss my pain in a public arena, but I do want to share or at least release some of what I am feeling. I don't know exactly how to go about that, so I am considering have a quote page, perhaps or an inspirational page for those times when your own words fail, maybe the ones here will shed some light or offer some peace in comfort to those who read them.

I will start with this one:

"Ever has it been that love knows not its own depth until the hour of separation." ~ Kahlil Gibran

A Mourning Dove

Late at night I sit and wonder,
what does a dove so lovely mourn over?

Is it for love that's not yet found,
or maybe one that's worn and broken down?

Could it be for love that's lost?
Here you sit broken, heart cold as frost.

No, that feels more like me,
sometimes when I cannot see,
the full lush forrest whilst I wander out amongst the trees.

Is it for self that you mourn,
or is it something much more forlorn?

Perhaps you are singing songs of sadness and despair,
to show us that our world's in disrepair.

For my part I know the fate,
right now I feel I must escape,
run from all my hurt and pain,
oh please lord just let it rain.

And then you sing that haunting song,
your coo-ing makes me strangely calm.

With your song I reminisce,
on all the love in my life that I now miss.
But in the hopes one day they will return,
I sing with you that sad, sad song,
my heart unburdened.

~D. Archer