How wonderful, community—
Dear ones to talk to
in mournful times.
Even when it’s been a while,
there’s someone receiving
with whom I can blend.
A shared history
brings memory with an open heart,
plus the hurt of it, too.
Yet without loving, family, tribe,
the loss would not arise.
What a shock!
I still can’t fathom you’re gone,
nor imagine the world
without you in it.
We’ll just have to talk
in that heavenly mode.
We know the channel—
sadly and happily, we do.
Farewell, little bird!
Back to your nest
for restful peace,
the one you’ve searched for.
Fly on home, dear!
Home!
Jan Mundo 2/24/11
Jan Mundo 