Dear Goddess, My brother, D. D. Delaney wrote me a poem about grief.
A Medley of Poems for My Sister Kate
1)
Unbearable grief
has many friends
among the angels.
2)
And seeing their sorrow
the Prophet step forward, saying,
“When conditions are favorable for my nature,
I manifest.
When conditions are no longer favorable for my nature,
I cease to manifest.
I am not born.
I do not die.
I only change my form.”
And he continued, saying,
“Today I am as you see me,
tomorrow I am a cloud.
It is a happy thing
never to be born,
never to die.”
3)
Sorrow is the mother of happiness.
She creates him
out of longing
for the end of suffering.
Happiness cannot exist without sorrow.
Then feel the sorrow deep.
Be helpless and despair.
The happiness
about to be born
will be
so much greater
after hard labor.
4)
I love my watch,
but the band war outcome,
and Walmart doesn’t have a replacement.
What kind of shit is that?
Making a watch with a band
that won’t last
and I can’t get a new one?
I see conspiracy in this,
when I pay money for a watch
I went to keep
but can’t replace the band.
Oh, well!
Once again
that thieving Time
has played a trick on me,
teaching me to surrender
to what I cannot change,
detaching from a watch I love…
moving on…
leaving behind…
my old way
of telling Time.
5)
I get a lot of pleasure
when I remember those who’ve died,
a field of family, friends, and pets
living boldly in my mind.
And the tragedy of death
has no meaning then.
Once you heal from grief,
you remember only fun.
Om Peace Amen
D. D. Delaney
How beautiful … so touched by his words i cried …loved the picture of Ulysses …
so handsome
That picture was taken of Ulysses before he got sick for the first time. I agree–the poem moves me to tears, as well. But as the poem states, sooner or later the tears will turn to happy memories.
Ive been off line for a bit Im so sorry to hear of Ulysses. My Heart and Love goes out to you. Your brothers words touched my heart. You are in my prayers always. Love & Light Rebecca
Thank you, Rebecca. These dogs are teachers. But then again, so is everyone else!!
beautifully written and felt – by a man who obviously has grieved!!
Hi Joan, Delaney and I shared dogs at one time in our lives, and many of them died tragically. These animals do not fear death, and now I see it differently. Because of that experience, a sense of what it means to be in the presence of a dog has changed for me.
They give us a spark of Divinity.