Who doesn’t love a bit of Rumi on a Sunday morning, one of the most influential poets of all time. A beautiful reflection on what my husband calls the ‘impossible realm’ of grief. The person whom we have lost physically remains as an interior, secret and saving force. Love Susie. x
Your body is away from me
but there is a window open
from my heart to yours.
From this window, like the moon
I keep sending news secretly.