This summer the very dear friend of my dear friends lost her son to Mental Illness. I was so touched by the service they had for him which celebrated his life, but also addressed the scourge of his illness. This is the outpouring of my heart for Marcia and her family.
A sudden summer storm sprang
Up that day
A wonder
The likes of which no one
Had seen before
Unnatural, unique
Unless…
You count the bright brilliant star
That streaked across the sky
Over New Delhi
Some 20 years earlier
Bringing with it (some said)
The hope of light and promise
Today there is only water
The deepest, darkest blue Heavens cry
Angels weep
Water Oh Water
Wash away the ache, the grief
Wash it well away
Until all that remains is
Love
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