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To the Place Where the Soul Dwells

This poem portrays the inner struggle and path toward healing of a mother who has lost her child to suicide. As a continuation of (1745) “A Heart-Torn Grief,” it traces the journey from overwhelming shock and self-blame to despair, and ultimately toward a prayer for the salvation of the soul. Though crushed by an irreversible reality, the mother continues to seek a place where her child’s soul might reside. Even after the physical existence is gone, can the bond between mother and child endure as something spiritual? This poem quietly resonates with that question and longing.

 

“To the Place Where the Soul Dwells”

 

The shock far exceeded all imagination.

All I could do was wail in grief.

I could not save the child possessed by a deathly shadow.

I struck my bursting chest again and again.

Let it be a dream, I sobbed—

but cruel reality froze time.

 

Regret took hold with relentless force.

There must have been something I could have done.

What was missing?

Why didn’t I speak more?

What was I hesitating over?

 

What crossed the mother’s heart as she was driven to the brink?

A pure child who never doubted others.

A child who could never be hated.

Troubled and tormented by work, carrying it all alone.

Too earnest, too kind—left with no place to escape.

Death cast the mother into the depths of despair.

 

The moment attachment to life was severed,

I was struck speechless.

I resisted, tried to stop it—

but life itself was refused.

Words of comfort dissolved without reaching the heart.

Waves of grief returned again and again,

dragging me down into self-reproach.

 

An endless struggle began.

How can I accept this unbearable reality?

How can I face these unforgettable memories?

How do I rise at the beginning of this end?

 

The cry of the soul passing through the mother’s heart—

I place the soul I once embraced

within the heart where it should dwell.

Holding it close, I gently entrust myself

to the place where the soul resides.

I offer prayers to the soul that has returned

to the mother who still holds it.

Someday, a place of salvation

for both mother and child will come.

 

Written on March 27, 2026.

A sequel to (1745) “A Heart-Torn Grief.”

It reflects on how a mother may walk the path toward healing after losing a child to suicide.

With the physical presence gone, I can only hope for the salvation of both their souls.

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