Tal,s thought for the day...It is then you hear the hush.

[talentedbutslow]

~ IT IS THEN YOU HEAR THE HUSH ~

• It is when the funeral’s over and the family has gone home,
  That you suddenly discover just how much you are alone.
  When that fateful day has ended, and it’s time to go to bed,
  Total emptiness then grips you, and you heart feels just like lead.
  
  With your misted eyes you notice all the flowers in the house.
  You recall the many greetings: "We’re so sad you lost your spouse."
  But the sentiments are empty. No one knows just how you feel.
  For the devastation in you, you don’t think will ever heal.
  
  It is then you look around you, and you see your loved-one’s things.
  Oh what pain wells up within you! How your soul with anguish wrings!
  When your eyes fall on his sweater hanging limp behind the door,
  It is then the cruel truth hits you: He won’t need it anymore.
  
  When you look out through your window, you see the same old things:
  The world’s not at a stand still! New sorrow this fact brings.
  Why does life keep on like always? Why’s there action everywhere?
  It is then you feel like screaming: "Doesn’t anybody care?"
  
  When you think of all the pleasures you and he had often shared,
  You are filled with sudden anger--for his death you weren’t prepared.
  All those dreams of pleasant leisure as you reach your senior years:
  All those plans of fun together, just bring on a flood of tears.
  
  When your head’s upon your pillow, and you try your best to rest,
  It is then you hear him whisper: "Our Lord knows what is best.
  Don’t give up, my darling partner. I will always be around.
  Carry on as though I’m with you. There’s a new life to be found."
  
  It is then, when all is darkness, and life’s at its very worst,
  You can feel his words of comfort, like a rain cloud that has burst,
  Start to heal your heart that’s broken. As with tears your soul’s awash,
  There’s a stillness creeping through you. It is then you hear THE HUSH.

• Tal