Do not try to intervene in grieving,
For it is one of the blessings of death.
Do not try to dry the tears,
rather let them fall and nourish the decaying earth.
Do not defy the calling to love and live as mortals,
with all the risk and defeats,
for the single victories are worth striving for.
The sentence of death came so long ago...
Some would say “At Birth”.
Yet, reality of mortality
is a mentality - an attitude
driving us into richer, more colourful living.
In Death, there remains
the possibility of carrying echoes
that become beautiful in their own way.
The music resounds, comforting choruses
In hymns and anthems, ballads and laments.
Can my voice find a place within the choir?
Sing a descant? Perhaps not yet.
Perhaps I need to find a part among others
At least for awhile.
(C) A A Koh-Butler, 2020
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