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Jun 2020
My heart is a hollow whirl
Of emotions magnified
With turmoil and anguish,
Sorrow and hopelessness,
As if my worst nightmare,
Restless and breathless,
Has been realized:
             Soon you will be no
                       Longer here with me.
I hear the rumble coming...
It crescendos with
Each day that passes.
My wounds are wide
Echoing and howling,
The tears sting my eyes,
My heart is beating
             Thunderously like hooves
                        Striking the open earth
Relentlessly surrounding me
With endless repetition
Hitting me to the core.
             Here I wait for it:
                      Wishing I had more time.
The pain wrenches my gut
As if all I can do is slowly
Crawl into desolation.
Love, you are the most
             Beautiful stampede
                    To ever trample me!
I am all torn up but
You are worth
Every minute of pain,
Every minute of love,
And every minute of grief.
Though the sadness hurts and
The torture too much to bear
             It is REAL
                   And it is LIFE.
Truly, in the end,
We are all but dust beneath
The hooves of horses
Stampeding wildly off into
The great unknown sunset of
Heaven's embrace where
               A new light dawns
                      Dust to dust.
Written by
Amanda Good
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