Bated bereavement

One week without waning; blazing, blinding, burning. Heaven; letting her jubilance known, Seizing; gloating at her gain- And my injustice in the injury.   Glorious, pale, glassy windows- closed to this world. Light, consuming all- except the darkness within – darkness, without you.   Like message in a bottle, bereft of buoyancy, sunken at sea, [...]