They gave you drugs to stop the visions!
Told you to take one every time you felt the veils shifting.
Were there seismic tremors that day?
Had it simply become too much?
Your mother, awake, pacing the floors of her home at 4.00Am.
Knew the final full stop had been added to your story.
The chain of hearts starts breaking......
Doors broken down shortly after dawn.
You, lying there, peaceful, departed.
The Tibetan Book of Living and Dying
open, beside you on the bed.
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What can someone say
to ease the pain of loss? How can someone try to console or offer words of comfort without feeling the injustice, the irrationality of life?
"The chain of hearts starts breaking......"
And it goes on for as long as we live, until we each make our own exits.
This is such a poignant, heart-rending write. I can only offer my deepest sympathies and grieve for you and hope, in passing, your loved-one has found the peace never known in life.
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