Casting Cares Elsewhere
How do we tell a friend that a breakup may be the best thing?
When unexpected doors close
and expectations are extinguished
before one sees it coming, what’s done
with the intense grief without closure?
You’re left with snippets of memories,
some fond, some not, which disconnect
from the committed heart’s connection.
And the pain sets in. Deep pain.
Smile-altering hurt hovers. On the inside.
On the outside. Now there has to be a
bridge of time in accepting redirection.
Accepting? How is this done?
There’s no manual for this.
Like the fisherman who had nothing
but high hopes for a great catch
reels in the line,
arches the rod,
selects another locale
in the vast sea,
and casts again
here you stand alone
feeling everything and nothing.
The heart’s empty and full,
full of high hopes again
for another great catch—someone
who will cast care all around with ease.