A funeral

For a moment we lost the track of time

Each holding a memory dear to the heart

There was a silence amongst us, then a chime

To lead us ahead, from life further apart

 

Clothed in dark shadow we went past the light

Indoor a house of wisdom, a sudden shed of skin

We forgot our name whilst perceptible the sight

The remains of a man who once had been

 

Unwilling to speak for the dread of a tear

In the splendor of her face, a naked expression

There is a longing, a hunger within a woman's stare

For a lover, a friend, a lifelong companion

 

You begin to understand all things have an end

And what thou claim to own is not truly of your belonging

Our bodies are but borrowed, they will fall and descend

Yet I trust, somewhere still, he will for her be waiting

Reviews

[NeiL ArandA]

This piece once again reminds me of science and psychology . Our basic needs from birth and from the time we take our last breath . The reality that there's stages in life that we have to go through . Some look ahead and beyond just like what the author did on this piece . But some would rather enjoy the jouney and not to look ahead in the destination until that appointed time come knowing into their door and stare them in the face . Perhaps its good to look ahead perhaps not . But those who do have away of using their time wisely and not just simply wasting it away to some trivial matters on life . Maslows Hierarchy of Needs address such benevolence and needs in life . Yes even growing old for death and dying is part of cycle of life .

This is just the body and science may have mapped it well . The soul is another story . For the soul is destined to live forever and so are the things we treasure and esteemed the most including our love and affection on someone else . For its part of us and our conscious being . Wow ..this is thought provoking piece . Its so many angle and take you can take it from . Brilliant !

[annabellee]

Lovely, especially the ending.
Great write :)

[Michelle N. H.]

Thank you, annabellee :)

[annabellee]

you're most welcome :)

[V. P. Trujillo]

We all head back again, wherever back may be seen as 'being'. All
that is, never began, never ends. In this, there is a most tantalizing hope.

[Michelle N. H.]

Well, I might agree :) I won't be the judge of someone else's truth, but I don't believe in death other than of the flesh, nor do I believe in the existence of a heaven or a hell. I resonate with the idea of a source, a consciousness that is everything, by which all life stems from and thus shall return to.

[V. P. Trujillo]

Then we're on the same page, darling. Maybe the title of our books just got a little mixed. All's well, hah.

[Michelle N. H.]

I see, haha :)

[Vidya Bacchus]

this is true we sometimes forget how short this life is sometimes .Even when it was long it is'nt long enough for those we leave behind.Nice work

[Michelle N. H.]

Time really is peculiar. One could say it holds authority over the most of us as our modern daily lives are lived with a nearly constant awareness of time. We depend on it until all of a sudden it is taken away from us and we are left bewildered. Thank you very much, Vidya :)

[Vidya Bacchus]

you're very welcome michelle