Transcendental Sonnet #1253:
All Over
+In Memoriam Dr. Silke Lance, 1980-2005+
Back to the darkness and back to the void
Back to the cell of my loneliness now
Waking to find that my dream is destroyed
Hoping that this is a nightmare somehow
My only consolation is that she
Who loved me has escaped the savagery
Of he who swore that he would take her life
Marc Hermann with his hate and bloody knife
Never deserving of her as his wife
He plotted he would kill her by degree
But she was always so much smarter than
This paranoid pervert little-big man
She died when she decided and is free
All over for her... all over for me
+Steven Curtis Lance
Copyright MMV Silke LLC
Loss in any shape or form is never easy, and loss of this magnitude is inconsolable. Saying how "terribly sorry I am", are words which seem and sound so inadequate at this time, they are all I have to offer you, only enhanced with what you can neither see, feel or hear, but conveyed with my sincere humble thoughts and prayers. Although Silke may not be around in body, remember that her spirit lives eternally, and is besides you always. Your strength is what is required, and I am sure, what she would have wanted. Life never seems fair and kind, but somehow, in time, we realise the difference that we have made to a person or persons. The love that you both shared, and had for each other , the happiness that she experienced with time spent with you, should be enough for you to understand. Never see it as darkness or a void, but rather a rewarding experience, which you will understand in time to come.
Take care and my blessings Steve.
warm hugs
Elga
God bless you and give you strength
Love Chanti
I am sorry for your loss. Silke was a beautiful person and an excellent poetress; I value each review she ever left on my humble works. Powerfully and painfully expressed. :(
(((HUGS))) and love, Karla. :(