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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=460998" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Living in the Heart's Memory</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">A gentle touch upon the forearm<br>with a hand, gloved or warm with life, </div><div style="margin:10px 0">outside the church door; <br>turning away from the open grave; <br>by that concrete place<br>where they lay the floral tributes<br>by the cemetery chapel; <br>or later, as you hand the food around; </div><div style="margin:10px 0">a gentle touch upon the forearm<br>or a hand sought for to squeeze and hold; or<br>man to man, they favour a shoulder briefly gripped, <br>as if that’s the pressure point <br>where empathetic camaraderie should be applied; </div><div style="margin:10px 0">the single sentence of consolation, <br>sometimes so well rehearsed, it comes out awkwardly –<br>‘she’ll be much missed…’<br>‘you have so many memories…’<br>‘he’ll always be there in our hearts…’<br>‘if there’s anything…’</div><div style="margin:10px 0">they’ve been through this, themselves, <br>or fear the time they shall –</div><div style="margin:10px 0">…‘words must be said, <br>but yet there are no words for this; <br>accept then, these few words<br>in lieu of that deep silence<br>which is itself in lieu of words…’</div><div style="margin:10px 0">* * *</div><div style="margin:10px 0">measured, immutable, as precise<br>as any equation of the calculated world, <br>the heart’s memories: <br>every moment that our heart in many years<br>opened to them, the heart has stored.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">We know the mind can span the imagined world –<br>from travel brochures to the thought of heaven; <br>yet we forget that greater still, the heart is vast –<br>there’s all the room for them to live on there, <br>sustained by every moment of love freely given; for<br>the whole creation is one single act of love.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"></div><div style="margin:10px 0">[written for a bereavement website]</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Michael+Shepherd">Michael Shepherd</a><div class=q>
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outside the church door; 
turning away from the open grave; 
by that concrete place
where they lay the floral tributes
by the cemetery chapel; 
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