Someone you've loved -
and who dearly loved you -
journey here has come to it's end..
there are veils of time and space
to pass through
to where
you'll both be united again.
They come to know through these rites,
what you simply cannot -
perhaps which you hope for,
but dare not believe
and so as they go
sometimes they let you know
not to worry,
to put you at ease.
You go to sleep, broken-hearted
and they are there
young and healthy,
well dressed, fine hair
bright-eyed
and basking in playful charm,
so you should feel
no cause for alarm.
They won't tell you all that
passing reveals
the Universe's secrets
and how much they transcend
anything we suspect,
or espouse,
or reject...
...only that
this isn't the end.
It's far greater than religion,
than science
or chance -
and the design of it all
is not to know...
to come and
indulge in earthly delights
and earthly pain
you see,
and so...
between the here and the after
they spend a while
to, through your grief, tempt laughter
or at least a smile
and before you wake up,
with balm on your heart's wound
they make it clear -
not now,
but soon.
Copyright Yafeu-Khamisi Rodway-Brown