NOTHING THE MORE DEEPLY FELT THOUSANDS PERISH SORROW FLOWS GALAXIES COLLIDE STARS VANISH THOSE FEELINGS OF LOSS PREVAIL
THE KNOWLEDGE OF DEATH AND DESTRUCTION UNFOLDS BEFORE OUR EYES AND WE SEE THE TIME IS LOST IN LASTING MISERY
HUNDREDS OF TIMES FROM YOUNG TO OLD WE LEARN OF THE LOSS IN VARIOUS WAYS NEVER TO BE SO DISTRAUGHT LESSEN AS IT WERE EACH DAY THE NEWS HERDS IN OUR MINDS
TO FLOW FROM FEELING TO THOUGHT THEN OUT AGAIN WE RESUME OUR STRIDE PLAINLY TO SEE FROM THE OTHER MIND LAUGHTER MIXES THE EMOTIONS CLIMB
THEN ONE DAY THE DREAD OF ALL FEELINGS TO FEEL THE STARK AND SHARP PAIN TO KNOW THAT MY BEGINNING HAS ENDED MY MOTHER’S PASSING DEEPNESS FELT
THAT HUNDREDS DIE AND THOUSANDS PERISH THAT CALAMITIES SHAKE THE WORLD ABOUT THAT FRIENDS AND NEAR BY PEOPLE DIE NOTHING PREPARES US FOR THE LOSS OF MOTHER
NO NOTHING CAN FILL THAT EMPTY VOID A MOTHER IS THE PLACE WHERE WE FIRST DREAMED THE PLACE WHERE WE FELT THE WORLD OUTSIDE WHERE OUR FIRST CRY LEFT OUR LIPS
THE LOSS OF A MOTHER FOR SURE NOTHING THE MORE DEEPLY FELT