Soul’s cry

When the soul cries in

agony

The angels wait by its side

They don’t intervene.

They watch the light

draw up upon the tears.

Then, they join in with the heavens,

and let out a gentle hum.

They call upon eternity, and

rejoice that this lasting moment

carries on into the next moment

of birth;

cycles breaking open

majestic bursts, ruptures.

the holy watching

continues closely,

and with more

tenderness than

is known.

love cannot reduce the pain,

because the pain is what

makes a new and separate creation

Love simply multiples more of itself

through witnessing

and with great care.

12 thoughts on “Soul’s cry

  1. A profound, spiritual poem that transforms pain into an experience of rebirth. It conveys serenity and hope, showing how love and divinity accompany us even in the most difficult times.

  2. I draw strength from your words. This poem comforted me. It’s like speaking to my soul in your soothing way of connecting and conveying the universal and unique way of you that encompasses me whenever I read you. Thank you , Ka.. I love what you did here.

  3. Love can be both the… [source of pain? Maybe "conduit"?] … and the healing.

    And those cycles…

    A new beginning, but are the endings ever complete?

    Onward, always, into the darkness, trying to follow the light.

    There is much beneath the surface of this poem.

  4. Life does indeed teach much love Ka. That beginning of pain opening us up to every feeling so we can appreciate it all. Great share kind lady, may it all guide us to the beauty of that truth within us. Thank you for the verse 🤗❤️🙏

  5. Thank you for this beautiful insight. The phrase, “bearing witness” came to mind. I am comforted by this perspective and forever grateful for angels and their powerful good vibes.

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