
Thank you Diane, holding this ornament has given me a beautiful moment in time to feel the lost physical contact with Dipak, my precious brother.
Thank you Diane, holding this ornament has given me a beautiful moment in time to feel the lost physical contact with Dipak, my precious brother.
Folded clothes
Untouched trinkets
Made up bed
Empty room.
If facts could speak
They’d affirm
You’ve left a space
And you’re no longer here.
Yet banners posted
Butterflies flutter
Abbey Theater’s a buzz
And your spirit’s a stir.
Your friends, your family
All gather and know
You maybe gone
But your core essence still remains.
Your light, your love
Your hard work, your intentions
Have inspired a start
An effort beyond your ‘Hope’.
Binding our spirits
Our want to be whole
Well-being the focus
And hence we exhibit.
From arts to crafts,
From 2 to 3D
We sing, we dance
We cry, we laugh.
The spirit of a soul
Can speak well after
The vessel is gone,
And you my love
Are as pure as they come.
In your remembrance
We’ve come to know
Love never dies
And Hope will always prevail.
A law is a law
Is a law
Is a law!
Or is it?!
‘Every law has an exception’
Has it not?!
Or is it just a loophole?
A smart ass lawyer?
A way not to comply?!
But wait!
There is one law
Undeniable
Irrefutable
Just damned unbreakable!
Here name is Morticia
She readies herself
As soon as you arrive,
As she knows one day
She can sweep by
And swoop you away!
Or can she?!
Taught by the saints
The pandits, the mystics
The lot!
‘The day you came
Seals the deal
To the day
You must go!’
Infusing the fear
The concepts
The traps.
The great dichotomies
Of there is heaven and hell
There is life
There is death!
But wait!
Is there not the ‘circle’
The ‘circle of life’!
Just as the sun rises, it too sets
And as it sets so it rises.
The tide flows and then ebbs
And ebbs so it flows.
The moon waxes and then wanes
To wane, then wax.
Is Man, this human life, the exception
With such finality as death!
Is this all the greatness
That the mind
Can give?!
Death, disappearance of form
Leaving corpse, leaving dust.
Are we to trust these eyes?
Just because
They see me no longer,
Means no longer am I ?!
Does the earth get lighter
With every departed soul?
Heavier with every
Arriving babe?!
What nonsense is death!
Given mighty stature
Given mighty rule,
Making you cower and crawl
Leaving you shallow and small.
Death is merely opposite to birth
In this circle of life.
As roses are to mulch
Mulch is to roses.
Great icebergs to water
Water to ice.
Mountainous cliff sides to sand
Sand to cliffs.
Think a little further
What happens to Man!
‘The departed never leave,
They live in your remembrance, your soul’
This energy of life
Is omnipresent for all.
Like it or not
Understand it or not
We are all but one,
And of the grandest of One!
No law to defy
No law to prove
Ask of yourself the answer
And truth shall be yours.
Number of days shorten
A shining light begins to fade.
Bearers assembled
Eulogies sing out.
Absence marked
At dining tables,
End of text and phone lines.
Keys, cars and clothes
All untouched.
Cried and uncried tears
All await their turns.
Triggers.
Simple stories and songs
Photographs and jokes.
Oh my lovely!
Where art thou now?
Among the stars?
Flying with the angels?
Watching over me?
Something tells me
My yearn
My memories
Of what we’ve shared,
Is my solace.
Your presence
No longer physical,
But still remains
Warm, charming
Undeniably lovable.
You live on, my dear.
Maybe not as I once knew.
But now, in a new phase
Here for me to face.
I learn anew
Life always goes on
Presence changes form
True love never ends,
And you and I
Will always be one.