I feel you weep

I feel you weep

Tears that hold your heart-sick sorrows

Your gorgeous, never forgotten memories

Your resistance to what is, was, will be

Too big, too much, smothering hope

Be still, then

Only in the stillness, the silence, the pause

Can you reach out, in, to find yourself

Again

For remembering yourself is remembering the sacred

Weep your complex beautiful tears

Joining shards of mosaic

Life, All life

Reach out, in, to find yourself

Again

And I will be there

I feel you weep

Janet Elizabeth Hartwick Sterk

January 21, 2026

Dedicated to RM