flowers of the night

a million times a day I start to cry

my heart is squeezed from every side

a million times a day I ask you why

and still, I fool myself with no reply

I kiss the head that bares your name

I kiss the stone, I feel the pain

I lay my hands upon my heart

I cry again right from the start

I’m saying goodbye but not for good

I just need to feel the way I should

take this kiss and try to save

all these flowers by your grave.

…

The loss of someone close is difficult. Letting go is even harder. My closest experience with the loss of a loved one would be my grandmother. We were close and I spent her final days next to her in her hospital bed reading, singing, and telling her stories of all our memories past. She held on for a week in that state. No talking, just the occasional tears from her eyes. I know she heard me. I know she didn't want to let go just yet, but moments after I left that room that final night in this world, she slipped away, it was time, and we had said our byes, and she was at peace.

I miss her every day.

The image above was taken during a fool moon. The tree leaves and branches in the shot were almost a quarter mile away from where I was standing. The telescope and the composition of the moon with it just created such an incredible & peaceful image in my opinion. I love silhouette shots. You will see many of them as I share more of my work.