The Third Cut

Posted on October 10, 2012 by EV

The First Cut.

A third hand made it.
To separate us. To give me life in your arms.

The Second Cut.

I made it.
To separate us. For me to grow wings.

The Third Cut.

Life itself made it.
To separate us. Forever.

Rest now Mother. A part of me will forever be you.

6 thoughts on “The Third Cut”

Shayne on October 10, 2012 at 9:33 am said:

That is beautiful EV. Thank you for sharing.
Zooey on October 10, 2012 at 9:50 am said:

Lovely, EV.
Ebb on October 10, 2012 at 2:14 pm said:

A very loving tribute.
{{Warm hug}}
Briseadh na Faire on October 10, 2012 at 6:45 pm said:

Who knows
The immortal flows
Of that which we call
Life.

Is it the breathing in,
The breathing out?
Or something more?
Beyond this mortal strife?

The veil’s not ours to pierce,
‘Though with its raising,
It doth pierce the heart.

So grieve and mourn,
Laugh and cry,
And know,
That of this greater thing
We come to call Life:
It’s truest vibe
is Love,
nothing more.
And that is,
perhaps,
enough.

Peace and Blessings,
Briseadh na Faire
- EV on October 11, 2012 at 12:36 pm said:
  
  Beautiful. Thank you so much, BnF.
  - Briseadh na Faire on October 11, 2012 at 5:58 pm said:
    
    You’re welcome, EV.
    
    I am grateful and honored to have you as part of my “extended family.”

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