Hmmm. How's this:

"Lindsey’s death left a universe-sized hole (void) in my heart (center). Yet through that hole, I started to become One with my soul and with God. As I have written, many times, the pain/grief/sorrow pockets resulting from my loss will never empty yet they drain every day and the darkness is filled with ever more Light for which those infinitely large pain pockets have infinite room for Light, from God for sure, but also very very much because of my ongoing constant conscious and unconscious connection not only to the love of God but all the more so because of the love of Lindsey/Sitara. So no PAE (pre-awakening era) friends and family (the few I still talk to), do not tell me to get over Lindsey and move on."

That was a partial explanation for a tanka poem I wrote for the prompt "at the center is the void"

"Vast void lives breathes dies

Infinitely large and small

Source centers the void

Moving away seems so small

Receptive without limit"

https://medium.com/know-thyself-heal-thyself/a-big-void-to-fill-defdae02afa3