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Heart Conversations Poem: The Full Version

Heart Conversations Poem: The Full Version

Today I wanted to share something I wrote years ago that still rings true.

A standalone verse that you might've seen circling the internet:

I have not heard your voice in years,

but my heart has conversations

with you every day.

I call it Heart Conversations, an ode to the intimate dialogue that carries on after someone we love dies. I created an art print from this verse because it's been so helpful to so many people over the years.

I thought it was time to revisit this poem and that conversation.

May the love we've shared be the love we carry forward, in our hearts and in the world.

Heart Conversations Poem: The Full Version

I watched the candle burn with not a thought

in my mind.

But of course, there you were.

It wasn't until years later that I knew

the candle I lit for you,

and the fire in my heart -

that's you, too.

 

I touch the trees because I like to think,

that we breathe the same space,

that our lives have come

from the same exact place.

I feel the source there at the edge of my hands,

and it makes me wonder how close we are.

How close we have always been.

 

Sometimes on my way to bed at night,

when I look in the mirror, in my own blue eyes,

I think I see you

looking after me.

I've wondered how there could

ever be

a room you could not enter.

I have wondered so

many things,

with you, at the center.

 

About the steps I've taken and

the good I've made.

About the promises kept and

the memories I've saved.

As I water the plants and watch the sky change.

As I set the table and fret

over a new picture frame.

 

I have not heard your voice in years,

but my heart has conversations

with you every day.

. . .

Tell me:

How can you relate to this poem?

Tell me in the comments. I'd love to know.

With warmth,

Jen 

This standalone verse you might've seen circling the internet: I have not heard your voice in years, but my heart has conversations with you every day. I call it Heart Conversations, an ode to the intimate dialogue that carries on after someone we love dies. I thought it time to revisit this poem and that conversation.

Comments on this post (5)

  • Feb 25, 2022

    Jackie, it is the hardest thing. May you feel his warmth and be surrounded by the compassion and support of others.

    — Jennifer Healey

  • Feb 25, 2022

    I lost my husband in September 2021 and it is hard

    — Jackie blair

  • Feb 12, 2022

    Natalie, thank you for sharing, for your open heart. Sending you all my love and warmth. May you feel her love always.

    — Jennifer Healey

  • Feb 12, 2022

    Love this thought and your poem so much. I lost my mom to Covid almost a year ago. Your poem brought me comfort. Thank you. I hope you’re doing well. I am loving your blog.

    — Natalie Wheeler

  • Jan 29, 2022

    Jen,

    Your poem is so beautiful.
    It’s nice to know where that print came from…
    So beautiful too.

    — Jim

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