longing and comfort
sweet silent welcoming air
a kiss of sunrise
i lost two friends this May.
one suddenly and unexpected
the other after a year long tortuous fight to the end.
one husband mourns; he had no chance to say goodbye,
the other wishing his wife had known such mercy.
just one week apart; two husbands
waking up in the deafening silence of a loved one gone.
i held each of them on the same steps
in the same gathering light on the old wooden porch.
so many wild and variable chapters to their lives,
one recurring sentiment stitched its way through both
"i never expected it to end this way"
"when we planned our lives together
we never saw this coming"
"if only we had known, we would have spent the last
years simply following our hearts"
may is nearing its end.
do spring flowers wish they had bloomed more profusely,
faces bowing closer to the earth,
their tender offerings coming to a close?
even as they die; the fingers of summer
break through dark earth,
believing they will reach the sky.
the sun rises each day in a
baptism of possibilities.
some days it mirrors our brightest dreams
other days reawakening our greatest sorrows.
nothing left to do but seize the day.
may your longing find comfort in the