Ancient oaks, the setting sun.
I mentioned in a previous post that the death of Queen Elizabeth II has evoked for many people (myself included) memories of our own personal grief and loss.
Looking at this image (taken this weekend at during a lovely family gathering near The New Forest) I was reminded of a description of grief and loss that I was told many years ago, it resonated with me at the time, and has done so many times since.
That grief never leaves you. But that as time passes, the grief, like the growth ring of a tree, becomes encapsulated within you as the years pass. Hidden from view, hopefully a little easier to carry, but always there in the heartwood. Not forgotten.
So today, the day of Queens Elizabeth’s state funeral, for all who grieve, I leave you with this beautiful song.
3 thoughts on “Heartwood”
A beautiful post, for a beautiful woman.
A lovely picture and a useful thought to have in mind.
The metaphor of grief as a tree ring is so insightful, and helpful too. Thank you also for a sharing
Spell Songs number – they are a very talented bunch, aren’t they!