I often note 2 things when conducting funerals. First, that every person present will be mourning a slightly different person, because everyone relates to others in a unique way, and second, that as we get older the loss of one person will inevitably raise memories of other losses, so it is rarely one person we are mourning.
The shocking news of the death of a good friend raised both issues with me. So this is dedicated to two friends that I, and others, will continue to miss while we walk this earth, and to others who are mourning them, many much more deeply than me, because they were closer to them both.
Have you met? Maybe not,
Because despite the fact that
You shared so much in common,
Interests, education, denomination,
Me,
Your orbits were asynchronous,
If not eccentric,
And you belonged to a broad kirk
Within which, it might be said
You marked the apse ends.
But now that eternity
Gives you time, freed from
the tyranny of hours and minutes,
Part of an even broader, wider,
Higher kirk, I hope
You meet,
And find in each other
What I, and many,
Saw in you both:
Two fine minds
That appreciated the intricacies
Of ancient sacred texts,
Of plays and poetry, but
Who imitated your shared teacher
In turning word into
Living, breathing, laughing, loving,
Flesh and blood;
Two big hearts,
that sadly, finally
Failed you here.
Do those restored hearts
Still ache for the sorrow
Of those left behind
If only momentarily?
Or is all sorrow, mourning
And pain now past?
Let me know when we meet
As I hope we will...
Shalom

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