Sometimes, we hold plans
with such great importance
that when they become derailed,
our mindsets are not as tough as we assume,
no, not as tough as spider silk –
they spiral into grottos of gloom
where we keep company
with a suitcase of insecurity.
Indulging in comfort that doesn’t
judge or bicker occurs effortlessly.
The smell of sorrow is overwhelming.
But despite the absence of light,
the sunrise slowly unfolds,
brushstrokes of vivid oranges
illuminate the sky
like a painter brightens a new canvas,
and the experience feels feather-light
as though a burden is lifted.
Our fascination is stirred once again
by a hummingbird’s ability to fly
forward and backwards, sideways,
and even upside down. We hear the
sparrows singing their tales,
and bees buzzing in jubilation.
Sensing the spiritual presence of hope,
we exhale with relief, and we are optimistic
for an extended stay.
Lauren Scott (c) 2021
Photo: sunrise from an early-morning walk
63 thoughts on “The Smell of Sorrow”
Beautiful poem, Lauren!
Thanks so much for your wonderful comment, Joanna! 💕
Very well said, Lauren. You captured the feeling of disappointment very well.
Thanks for your kind words, John. I appreciate them. 🙂
Ah… beautiful Lauren. Here’s to the “spiritual presence of hope”, my dear friend. 🧡💖🧡
Thanks for your lovely words, Marina. Yes, we can’t avoid sorrow and disappointment, but there is always hope, even if it surfaces slowly. 🙂 Hugs, my friend. ❤️💙🧡
Exactly! …and more hugs back!
Very beautiful and hopeful, Lauren. It’s important never to forget the wonder of the little things all around us.
Thanks for your visit and kind words, Olga. And you’re right about the little things in life. Hope always shines through even if it moves slowly at the time. 💗
Light has various connotations Lauren, I like the way you have gathered them in this poem. Well done!
Thank you, Balroop! I appreciate your lovely comment. 🧡
Thanks, Andrew! I appreciate you saying so and I’m glad you liked this.
Very beautiful indeed.
Thank you, Nico! I appreciate your lovely words!
May the grottos of gloom become grottos of hope to make for an enjoyable holiday season, Lauren…
Thanks so much, Raj. This is life, the ups and downs, and crawling through the darkness into the light. I wish you the same, too. Thanks again for your kind comment.
Beautiful poem, Lauren. Your words capture the disappointment of dashed plans and then seeing hope in the wonder that is always there. Much love, always. ❤ xXx
Thanks for your beautiful comment, Jane, and I love the phrase “dashed plans” too. Sending you lots of love and hugs, dear friend. ❤️❤️
As one door closes to you and it won’t open no matter how much you bang on the door – go and knock on other doors – that’s what I’m always told to do.
Thanks, Charlotte! Good advice that I live by too.❤️
Very poignant, Lauren! I’ve read it 3 times. It gets better every time, just like listening to Barbara Streisand over and over!
Thanks so much, Resa! And something tells me you’ve read “The Way It Was” unless you randomly brought up Barbra. 🙂 I appreciate your lovely words. Have a good weekend! xo
Oh, I read it! Great memories! Love your book. You have a great weekend, too! xo
Thanks, Resa! I’m happy to hear you’re enjoying the book. That’s all I can hope for. ❤️
That is a very beautiful and heart-touching poem Lauren.
Some days are tough and yet there is always hope somewhere. Deception in not a kind emotion to deal with. But we do overcome it at some stage and it can even open on another set up.
Thanks very much, Marie, and I agree with your thoughts, too. We never know what will show on the other side of sorrow. But if we have hope, we will surely find out.
Have a lovely weekend! 💗💗💗
Sometimes it’s hard to move on when things don’t go as we planned.
It definitely is, Binky, but we have to find the strength to do so. Thanks for sharing your thoughts.
Lauren, as always an optimistic and hopeful poem with lovely images!
Hugs to you, my friend. 💕💕
Thanks, Betty! Optimism is always nearby even when it seems like it’s in hiding. Hugs to you, too, and wishing you a wonderful weekend. I’m so glad it’s Friday. 🙂 💗💗💗
Thanks back to you, Lauren. Hope you had a good weekend too. (It certainly went too fast again!) ❤
The weekends are too short and they go by too fast! 🙂 Sending hugs to you, Betty! 💞
How do i feel this so well? Thanks you for beautiful words. Still hopeful
Thank you for your kind words!
And pardon for the typos. Just noticed
No worries at all. 🙂
So thankful for hope to keep us afloat.
I agree, Alison. 💗
I really like your poetry, Lauren. It is beautiful and insightful as well as easy to read and enjoy.
Thanks, Robbie! I appreciate your kind words that are wonderful to read this morning.
That’s resilience – beautifully put, Lauren!
Thanks, Barbara! Your lovely comment is appreciated. 🙂
Nice poem beautifully illustrated Lauren
Thanks so much for your wonderful words, Ian. I appreciate them very much.
I love this, Lauren. This really hit home for me for the times I held on too tight to an expectation and then was disappointed when it didn’t come to pass. I have and am still learning, life goes so much smoother when I let go, allow and trust in a higher plan. Thanks so much for your writings.
What a lovely comment, Lisa, thank you! I feel the same way as you do which inspired this poem. Even my words hit home a little too close right now, so I’m still trying to let go. I’m so glad you’re enjoying my writing, and I’m humbled. Hugs and blessings, my friend xoxo
You are welcome, Lauren. You are not alone in this experience 😉 😘
Utterly stunning, Lauren. By the end, I knew everything was going to be okay. ❤ ❤
Thanks, Diana! With that spiritual presence of hope, we somehow find the light. 🙂 💗
Beautiful Lauren, turning sorrow into light. ❤
Thanks, Debby! Finding the light is always possible with determination. Sometimes, it’s just more challenging. 💕
Such truth Lauren ❤
🎼Hold on my child
Joy comes in the morning
Weeping only last for the night
Hold on my child
Joy comes in the morning
The darkest hour means dawn is just in sight 🎶
Beautiful! Thanks for sharing!
Lauren, an uplifting and inspiring poem reminding us all of the power of hope, its constant faithful presence in our lives, reminding us of the wonder of the natural world and to draw strength from this! It is easy to become derailed, lose one’s momentum … your bright and shining energy through your words is a wonderful spiritual boost! Thank you so much for sharing here! You have a very special talent! ❤️🙏
Thanks so much, Annika, for your lovely, lovely words. I’m truly touched, my friend, and so glad you liked this poem. We all find ourselves and our plans derailed at some time in life, and it’s okay to slip into sorrow, but we can’t stay there. We have to allow the light to pull us out so that we can move forward. Thank you again, dear friend. 💗