Motherly Grief

The following piece is the sad companion to one I wrote a number of years ago entitled "Fatherly Grief".

Lying next to me, I know that  
Her restlessness comes most  
In the middle of the night.  
The pillow beneath her head and her body move  
Gently in rhythm with the quiet  
And questioning supplications.  
Augustine eventually said,  
"Thou hast made us for thyself, O Lord, and our heart is  
Until it finds its rest in thee."  
Did Monica then pray beforehand,  
"Thou hast made him through me, O Lord, and my heart will be  
Until he finds his rest in thee"?  
I witnessed the awe of birth, and its ending;  
The cutting of the binding cord that gave  
When mother's blood was child's own.  
But, no matter the number of yearly remembrances,  
An unseen tie still remains, wishing  
For the child needing another birth.  
O, what awful pain some mothers endure when  
They stand by a child's grave! The unnatural  
Bringing unbearable grief, unimaginable grief.  
Do promise and time truly help? Does knowing a child is  
Living though dead help dull the ache, ever  
Unending waves of sorrow and loss?  
The book of wisdom speaks of a similar  
Grief other mothers must bear; of a child living yet  
Not caring that earthly pleasure brings endless pain elsewhere.  
This maternal distress does not diminish, each passing day  
Sending continual waves, greater fears of  
That time does not quell and promise can seem to mock.  
The apostle had no greater joy than seeing  
A child walking in truth. Is there then  
No greater than a mother staring at the other side?  
So I hold her tight, whispering hope to her in the dark,  
"Certain stories keep turning pages before  
Comes with the morning light."  
Finally, the drowning wave is held off once again and  
Fitful sleep returns. For in her bosom remains still the  
A silent labor with unknown end.  
He told us the cost, yet the separation of  
Child from mother caused by his  
Pierces even as she clings desperately to it.
Barry York

Barry York

Sinner by Nature - Saved by Grace. Husband of Miriam - Grateful for Privilege. Father of Six - Blessed by God. Professor at RPTS - Serve with Thankfulness.

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