we lost a friend this week, Wendy Chioji, who died after a long battle with cancer. She modeled how to approach the end with humor, courage and grace. This was written on the morning I heard of her passing. For Wendy….
shining, brilliant, bright and free
she died last night, which of course
is impossible, her eyes, that laugh
and, of course, her smile.
there’s a shadow-shaped hole
in the sun this morning – I close my eyes
and imagine her nearing the end
growing smaller as the tumors
tip the balance. can see her drawing
each difficult breath, shallowing, thinning
into shadow. can see her turning
to face a light only she can see.
can see her smile, of course, see her draw
one long unfettered breath, see her
shimmering now into light, becoming wind
rising through the bright leaves of autumn
like a star, like a smile, like a season
unto herself — shining, brilliant, bright
© 2019 jafink/oldbonesnewsnow.com