100 days since death


MULTIPLE EMOTIONS. To experience loss is to experience a cosmic collision of emotions, raining down like shrapnel from the ether, striking at our vulnerability.

However, the loss is so rich with a rainbow firework. It enriches all aspects of reality, even if some facets are overwhelmed. The Lord gives and takes away, yet even in the taking away a great deal of experience is given.

One hundred days since you passed,

And these feelings of unknowing,

They prevail; they last.

You’ve had such an impact

About your mother and me

In your sisters and family,

We look at the sky.

It’s not funny?

as time tarnishes the bread,

With reality immutable,

You may feel crazy.

vulnerable little fingers,

Little unused toes

You will always be beautiful

Heaven knows best.

Although there is healing:

The knowledge of the Lord,

There is still the strange feeling:

How they adore you!

Thanks god,

For what we had

No matter what we’ve lost,

No matter how sad.

Life goes on now

without you between us,

It’s just your memory

Within our fist.

will follow,

However, we will never forget,

Just like you changed us

Just like you did the freight for us.

Our wrong is our possession,

And gladly we hold on,

What we appreciate,

That can never be sold.

It makes us who we are

and unites us

You are like glue

You have made love stick more.

We love your body

And I held you a lot

Even in those days

You made us feel strong.

The days since then do not moisten,

what we feel for you,

for what you have given us,

Will we ever close as true.

God gave you to us

So we could see

how transformative,

The loss can really be.

what you have taught us,

It’s obviously real

without you we are better

Because we can only feel.

So show us fresh,

This light sustained by God,

help us understand

How to live by faith, not by sight.

Take us inside

to your eternal home

When it’s our time,

To see the golden path of God.

We imagine our welcome,

Upon entering the kingdom of heaven,

You there to meet us

Holding our helm.

We will always be,

All back together

Up there with God

Light as a feather.

Oh what a thought

Oh how can we wait

anticipating what is coming,

Because destiny is never late.

So wait there sweet child

I know how you are

be there in peace

Even as a star.

© 2015 SJ Wickham.