Perspective After Suicide
by Carolin Messier
Today I am reminded to remember the peaceful, content moments of gratitude and presence. They are inconstant, but recur. The cycles and circles of seasons and life. This poem was written and originally posted here on July 5, 2015.
I awake with relief
to a cool morning, take pleasure in
watering the garden and pulling weeds
from the rockery
before the early sun has risen
to its full strength
and feel grateful that the cat
will once again eat from my hand
after a day of worrying listlessness,
she too having found relief
in the cooler night,
recovered from unseasonable weather.
I feel the fullness of my life
and tell myself,
as if counseling another
to remember this
remember this, girl,
remember this moment the next time
you seek simple respite from the heat
only to feel like sinking into the lake
and being done with it all.
when you can’t feel the joyous breath
of the water
from the swell of wakes
of passing boats.
when the morning is clear
but the solidity of the mountains
offers you no comfort
as they stand watch.
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