Monday, September 5, 2011

The End of A Lament



No kindred soul to twine with mine.
You’ve gone and I  have yet to find affinity,
A discerning of the idiom that I speak.
I‘ve striven hard to breach the wall,
Sighing wistfully as shutters fall, veils drop,
Forming tangible yet unseen,
Silken yet impenetrable barriers,
Impeding my approach.

No sister friend to speak with me again,
As once we did with look and word.
Our hearts in tandem yoked to Him,
Who tenderly  draws all unto Himself.
The endless void shimmers with an ache,
Alone, bereft, I yearn to know again
The passion that we shared in our discourse
Of Him whose Name is Love

A fragrance tangled in a myriad memories,
Is unleashed and hope untrammelled brims,
As I recall my daughter’s face alight with ardour,
When she speaks of Him, whose Name is Love.
All at once my mournful lament ends, 
And I begin to sing again for I have found 
In this dear daughter mine,
A second 'sister friend.'

Myra D’Souza / 4 September 2011

6 comments:

  1. GREAT!!!!! NOW YOU GOT IT RIGHT!!!!

    Mira D'Souza /
    New Zealand

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  2. After a lot of wrestling it is finally done.
    Thanks Mira

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  3. my dear myra,
    i thank God with you that a lament has ended!
    enter into the joy of the LORD!

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  4. this is by far my most favorite cause im in it :)
    few mamas and daughters share the relationship we do .. i love u ma .. i too am glad the lament has ended but the memory lives on ..
    your second 'sister friend'

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  5. Beautiful Myra, so touching. Hugs to you.
    Roanna

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  6. Very beautiful and touching Myra

    Rita

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