As I Lay Dying... by
carolom For many days people came to my bedside.
I was moving between Here and Out There and would awaken
to see smiling faces sad faces concerned faces
standing over my bed side
Why even my old enemy from many years ago
appeared from yesterday, our passions long spent, our lessons now learnt
His once suspicious eyes that mirrored my own
were gazing upon me with Love
It was a little strange but when he took my hand in his
I squeezed it lightly
I didn't really have much reassurance to share as
every single thing took a great deal of effort
as I lay dying
Who ever would have thought all those years ago
when we fought it out in that stuffy meeting room
that we would share such a tender moment as this...
Next a sumptuous lover who I believed
I could not possibly live without
who I once wept, raged despaired and hoped for
Smiled down at me from her weary wrinkled face
Her eyes exuded the very same Love we once revelled in
before jealousy soured the sweetness and poisoned
all possibilities of Love gifting us
with its fullest purest force
My jealousy, that burdensome trait I created from
who on earth knows where...
How silly it all seems now...
Jemilia, with the strange name and outrageous flirtatious ways
completely unsuited to one as insecure in Love as I!
Our Love never died. I understand that now
We had different roads to travel.
Jealousy and the fury of insecurity seemed
a little ridiculous by the time we met again
When love kissed us with its fullest purest force
My friends they gathered
An impressive array dressed in
different skins and shapes and sizes
Strong people, troubled people caring people edgy people
The whole eclectic cavalcade of those who travelled with me for awhile
they arrived like an endless stream, the audience from within
The theatre of my life
In spite of my semi conscious place
Well actually I was fully conscious at all times
but I was not always in the room
and from the vantage point of my plumped up pillows
I realised that all of my family and all of my friends
Now all looked exactly the same
regardless of which of the skins they were in...
Love had softened their eyes, made their smile tremble
some would even tuck in my well tucked body a little more
To let me know they cared (as if I couldn't tell!)
and to move some of the Love that was making them feel very emotional indeed.
And I bathed in the pure sanctuary of their uninhibited compassion
perhaps understanding Love for the very first time
Better late than never I heard the angels say...
When my time came, almost ten days into the final chapter
of my physical demise
I slipped quietly away
just as the new dawn was awakening
The nurse had stepped out of the room for just awhile
...I wanted to leave with no fuss as we had agreed not to
resuscitate my body under any circumstances
And that final breath, a dramatic moment indeed
the biggest noise I had made for weeks...
but oh such Joy!
My Spirit stretched like a cat who has been sleeping for a very long time
Stepping out of my body was so easy
I wondered how I had not accidentally slipped out before!
I was greeted with the open arms of those
who had travelled back to the Spirit world before me
There was much to catch up on, a great deal of Remembering to do
and many new sights and delights to see
Over the next few days I visited the grieving
as they gathered by my breathless earthly shell
and I saw how their Love had melted into tears
as people cried and told stories and remembered the times we had shared
even those stories I had once commanded "Don't talk about that!"...
were joyfully retold over and over
making me laugh and twirl through the air with delight
late into the dark night of their loss...
I learnt a lot about Love as I travelled through its embrace
and would share with you this one last thing
Though you may think I am gone
My Spirit travels on
and one day soon, we shall Love and laugh and dance
once again...
R.I.P. Revel in Peace...