I wrote this after my miscarriage... I am not sure at what time since time and space became a big blur during those endlessly sad days. On the morning when this piece was born I had dragged myself out of bed and sat in the sun in our garden. When You Think by Ulli Stanway When you think you won’t make it
You can’t get through all of this pain
When you have reached your inner darkness
When you think you want to sleep forever
When you are sure that you are so alone, so very alone
When you look up and the sky is clouded
When you feel this deep hurt, more than words could ever say
When you are in the winter of life You look up and you slowly open your tired eyes
You see the first ray of sun
You notice that the plants that have recently died are now growing again
You notice a little blossom – maybe purple
You start to see beauty
You will see a bird flying in the sky, effortless and joyous
You open up
You decide that you see beauty...
Women's Spiritual Poetry