Wie viel Verlust kann man in so kurzer Zeit verkraften? Es scheint, dass alle Menschen, die ich liebe, im letzten Jahr gestorben sind. Jetzt hat mein geliebter Hund Rufus, die treueste und liebevollste Seele, die Regenbogenbrücke überquert. Aber ich muss mich an alles erinnern, was er mir beigebracht hat. Es geht nicht um Abschiede. Es geht immer um das Hallo.
We all have those times when we feel totally and utterly alone. Sometimes through loss, grief or through not being amongst those with which we resonate. Yes, this poem is essentially about loss, but also of trust in the new beginnings that lay ahead. Society often looks down on the side of one acknowledging ones loneliness as being "self-indulgent" or "negative". I disagree. It's a feeling that we all have either in the background or right in the centre of our lives at various times. And one that needs to be worked through, not ignored. For whatever reason, we all feel sometimes like we are the last one on Earth.
