Death of a loved one.

Deeper, further down, bleaker, down into the black of the grave

Gently they rest, absence, abscond

Depths of shattered stems

All the good in the world left to leak into the soil

Accepted but rejecting

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[jacob erin-cilberto]

i don't think we ever really accept when we lose loved ones..we put their bodies or ashes of their bodies into the ground, but they still stay in our minds and hearts, quite active, even with them resting among shattered stems.
jacob