DEATH'S WHISPER

Grieving and loss

DEATH’S WHISPER
 
 

I found out today that friends I haven't seen in a long time lost their son. I don't know the details, but the son was only 22. My heart is breaking for their pain and sorrow. But I know that death is only sad for those of us who are left to mourn...for the one who has moved on, it is a glorious day....a new beginning.... a birth. Death whispered softly in my ear “It’s time, you must come home.” I saw the light and then looked back you stood there all alone. I reached to touch you one last time but you just stood and cried; Oh how I wished to dry your tears, but couldn’t, though I tried. You cannot see beyond death’s veil, but I still feel you near; so though I am beyond your view, I promise, I’m still here. Don’t think of me with saddened face don’t let this sorrow hold you. Cling tightly to your memories for they will bring you through. Do not fear death, for it’s a birth, I now have gained new sight. and someday you will also find, the joy within the light.... And we will again embrace... © Forrest Phelps-Cook