"Give sorrow words; the grief that does not speak knits up the o-er wrought heart and bids it break." —William Shakespeare, Macbeth
Riverview Cemetary - Hamilton, MT |
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Camera at the ready, pen in hand, I was determined to approach the project by going with the one thing that really stuck in mind, that wouldn't let go of me.
I went to the site and was met with... "Silence."
Oh... Well... Hmm...
It took almost all week for me to really solidify what I wanted to say, mainly because everything I thought about wasn't about temporary silence. I kept thinking about silences that seem to be unbreakable.
In that sense, the only long-lasting silence I know well... is death. After long reflection, here's what I decided: that death leaves loved ones behind, that death leaves the deepest longing, that death leaves the longest silence. Yet in some ways, depending on what you believe, it is not without hope.
Silence
Silence is an absence,
a lacking,
a grieving,
a remnant void
that's always lost and never filled
Yet silence is a promise,
a longing,
a trusting,
a pregnant hope
that silence never lasts forever
I'm excited to see what else develops on HoneLife, and who knows? Maybe I'll see you there.
I'm excited to see what else develops on HoneLife, and who knows? Maybe I'll see you there.
"Where you used to be, there is a hole in the world, which I find myself constantly walking around in the daytime, and falling in at night. I miss you like hell." —Edna St. Vincent Millay
In Memory of Jarden Silent too soon Missed by so many |