Breathe

From the babies first breathe in

To the old woman’s last breathe out

The Rise and fall

Hope and folly of the world felt in the touch of your hand

 

Grasping hold

And letting go

 The Feeling that to me was always there in my heart as a child

Palm in palm

 

You were my world and I was yours

As I was born from your love and tenderness

Impossible then to think that it would end

All things end

All things die and we are just like any other animal in this regard

This was your thought also

 

And yet we are not

When you spoke about your death coming some far off day

I did not want to think about it

I did nt want to face it

Yet I stayed in that room

Palm in palm as you lay dying

I was not brave

I wanted to run and scream

I know no worse pain

At times I, am still in that room on that day

 

When giving up of the ghost

The last breathe out

The soul flies to where we mortals cannot see

Eternity or oblivion

 I do not know

Love remains

In shadow and in light

 

Shadows of grief consumes the light at first

Mind tied in a knot

I cannot see you now; you cannot speak to me as you once did

Yet I still talk from time to time to your picture on the wall or at your graveside

Your voice is held in my mind, a memory which will abide

From before the shadow fell upon my heart

 

A friend told me once how he searched for his mother when she died

Longing to hear her voice

I hope that my faith shall be restored

 

Then in the light of a new life

A baby born

A host of joy

Calls me back into the light

In so short a time

A light goes out

And a new light born

I do not understand the world