Wednesday, December 11, 2013

Rachel’s Tears--By Elizabeth Wesley--Canada

Rachel’s Tears


Close now the starry curtains of the night
As the dream fades for a child who could not stay;
Death’s wings stretch out to embrace the night
And take her where night meets day.


The silence from former broken years
Torn by a sob and whispered prayer
Is filled with anguish that won't console fears
In days to come where no comfort lingers there.


There comes a voice from echoes of the past,
A sigh from Rama weeping her sad lot;
Lamentation for a woman's cry is cast
As Rachel grieves her babes that were not.


There's no comfort in a cold grey tomb
Where time has released its relentless grasp;
A child so early from the womb
Finds comfort in death's tender clasp.


Matthew 2:18

Elizabeth went through a period of darkness from memory loss after retiring. It finally ended and living was possible again. Finding poetry of the masters enticed her to write and she feels this was part of her healing process.


  1. A beautifully tender poem. Enjoyed the last verse with its tender clasp.Best wishes with your writing, ralph.

  2. Dear Elizabeth,

    A very moving poem that touches the reader. Very well done thank you for sharing it with us.

    Sandra Stefanowich

  3. Thank you, Jack Horne, for the following comment--

    awesome write

  4. I could relate with this poem very well. Thank you for a great poem. It evoked tender feelings and I thank the Lord He has healed the sadness in my own life as I have turned to Him for solace.
    Love, Charlene

  5. Thank you, Robert Dufresne, for the following comment--

    My goodness Elizabeth ! I did not see your name on this poem until after I read it. I knew the writer was extraordinarily talented and produced a masterful write. When I read your name it was no surprise that you masterminded this one. I've missed your poetry dear lady. If I had not already bought your book I certainly would now. Wonderful Elizabeth. Congratulations. The message is vast and deep and you still simply impress me! Bob D

  6. Touching.

    -Maurice J. Reynolds, Owner / Editor
    TGBTG! Publications, Creative Inspirations

  7. A sad, touching poem. Losing a child is a horrendous thing.
    Tender and moving. Brought tears to my eyes.

    Shirley Smothers