Because she was my first love, I learned how to live with a broken heart,
And love again.
Because I learned how to love again,
I learned how to live.
Because I learned how to live,
I learned how to die.
Because I learned how to die,
I learned how to be with others who are dying.
Because I learned how to be with others who are dying,
I learned how to live each moment.
Because I learned how to live each moment,
I learned how to love again.
Because I learned how to love again,
I learned how to prepare for my beloved’s death.
Because I learned how to prepare for her death, I learned how to love even better.
Such beautiful words Chaya. Thank you for sharing them.
Chaya, this is one of the best of your writings. It has so many levels and moves my heart so deeply.
Reads even more powerfully as a poem than as a paragraph.
I love reading your words.
This may be your best yet. The rhythm is perfect!! my love
This may be your best yet. The rhythm is perfect!! my love
So beautiful and so profound, and oh so true.
Thank you Chaya. XXX
This is so beautiful Chaya – each time I finish reading I go back to the beginning and read it again. Thank you!