Unravelling and weaving, sometimes simultaneously

Star Stuff

For Adam, On The Occasion of Interring His Ashes

Kind soul
lent to this world
for far too short a time
we bid you farewell

Sweet heart
who walked your path
full of curiosity and joy
always looking to the next hill
the next corner
the next road or river
the next piece of sky

You are free.

You are free and now, truly
the stuff of which stars are made
traveling to destinations
you could have only dreamed of

You have reached up
and taken the hand of a long string of souls
who dwell in love forever
and now have you beside them
shining and sparkling
no longer rough
but polished to perfection

a diamond

See now
the light that passes in and through you
will remain constant
allowing you to be a beacon
along the journey home

© RCGA 2014

I put together a program for the service. In lieu of the obituary I had written for the leaflet, I read this poem for him as my eulogy. The music was exquisite, the flow of evening prayer was just as it should have been. I placed cardinals and candles in the windows, and the old rector who knew him chose a special song for the procession to the columbarium. Adam’s ashes were tucked away with his five-year coin beneath the silver bell, and they rang it for him.


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