What Happens

WHAT HAPPENS


What happens when a person dies.

Shock lies in pounding vapors as some

surrealist colors in tones and messiness

of disorder; a disorder, a plundering of a

sanctity one held yesterday, last weekend,

before Thanksgiving. Gone, whispered gone;

neither a warning, merely some hint of a road

one may have begun....to end.

What happens when a person dies. It is not nowness

the present, this moment, hereness. It is some far away

image in a field of snow, or spring honeysuckles, summer

rains, autumn reddened elms.

We remaining are reduced to quiet, to solitude amongst

the friends, distant schoolmates, aging uncles, whirls of

cousins, grand-cousins, infinite trembling of love from

so many who knew Her, only briefly, or through crises,

or encounters, a laugh, a Dodger game, famous potato

salad.

What happens? Ah....we miss HER,


Everyday.
--- For Junior
January 24, 2016
From Nancy James


"..May God bless and keep her all the days of her life and when HE calls he shall say, "Come home good and faithful servant, for you have done all that I asked, in Jesus' Name, Amen."