I Call You Sister by Unknown

I Call You Sister
Your child, my child has died.
We have a kinship, you and I.
I call you sister.
When we meet we speak not with words, but with our hearts
I see in your face my reflection;
A reflection of my tears,
A reflection of my pain,
A reflection of my longing.
This sadness we share goes deeper than any word.
It touches our souls.
Hot as fire...cold as ice.
We know each other,
We have seen the same darkness,
We have felt the pain.
~I call you sister~
Come now, take my hand.
We will walk together into the light,
We will learn to accept the gifts of this darkness.
And we will move forward,
Gaining strength through our knowing...through our sharing.
Our light will become brighter,
We will find meaning in this emptiness.
We will see future in this longing.
We will weep together and grow.
Come, my sister, take my hand.