Death

[Twinpairs]

Death so cruel, so final - or is it?

Striking those we Love, we feel ripped off, cheated.
Some may even feel they have been stabbed in the back one more time
(and the Stabber is sitting up high Grinning, NO - Laughing).

All those things said, unsaid - regrets over things done, undone.
No way to bring our loved ones back, Oh the Pain, the PAIN.

Then the Wake, Service, Burial - all so cleverly designed to make
us remember, hurt more (a secret way to twist the knife).

As if this were not enough - we re-live the loss of those we lost
before. The pain becomes unbearable - No More, NO MORE, I can't
take it ANYMORE.

Then a word, a movement, a memory, and we cry - thought stops if
only for a moment and we weep. We are embraced and the tears flow.

Our resentments of others we have judged so harshly begins to
subside - As I have my uncontrolled grieving process so they have
theirs, However different.

Maybe, maybe - this whole process is to help me, us recover? Not
from the loss of our loved ones (For we see, they live on - only
the discarded body remains) but from our own death here and now.
We see our time here is also limited.

We begin to rediscover life, what's important, real - what's not.

We are thankful for waking up as we bid farewell to our lost loved
ones and wish them well - until next time we meet, under better
circumstances.

[geothinkah]

I remember very well when you wrote that. Phil and Gene died in the fire. It was a very hard time. Your thoughts helped alot. Thanks!