The door is open, dear
And it is time for you to go
Do not be afraid, do not
Be afraid for beyond is
The life you hoped for
And the love you wanted
The door is open, dear
And this heartbreak will
Be mended in the usual way:
Infants playing and friends
Passing a bottle of wine
To fill our cups, toasting
The miracle that we are
Still alive. But you, dear
Have nothing left to toast.
All is as must be, free
From the blackened ruins
Of your past and your
Guilt, laid to rest in the
Flame that scorched you
Clean, sacrificial
Offering. Unable to
give one hug or even touch
your burnt flesh, I stand whispering
By your hospital bed,
Prayers for your swift ascent,
The last words you will hear
From me: The door is open, dear.
Go home.
And it is time for you to go
Do not be afraid, do not
Be afraid for beyond is
The life you hoped for
And the love you wanted
The door is open, dear
And this heartbreak will
Be mended in the usual way:
Infants playing and friends
Passing a bottle of wine
To fill our cups, toasting
The miracle that we are
Still alive. But you, dear
Have nothing left to toast.
All is as must be, free
From the blackened ruins
Of your past and your
Guilt, laid to rest in the
Flame that scorched you
Clean, sacrificial
Offering. Unable to
give one hug or even touch
your burnt flesh, I stand whispering
By your hospital bed,
Prayers for your swift ascent,
The last words you will hear
From me: The door is open, dear.
Go home.
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Your deeply thoughtful strength is an inspiration and support to so many of us. Thank you for your eloquence and your focus. Much love to you.
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what comes into my head is not always
what I expected
what I expected
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