Mom transitioned exactly 8 years ago, and soon after these words just flowed out of me. Writing is not really my cup of tea. What came out was from a deeper place of knowing. This morning when I read the article on non-duality by @Arthur Russel, I remembered this and am sharing it with you all.
To Mom with Love
The soul has merged with the whole
The dew drop
Has truly become oceanic
So what do we mourn ???
Death is not a dearth
Tis a celebration
Watching Mom transition
The most amazing experience
The merger
The tranquility
The serenity
After the pain n struggle
Is she out there somewhere
Who knows
Truly feeling her inside me
Beside me, a part of me
Feel blessed n honored
To witness this happening
Experiencing the oneness
Of Pain n Joy
Life n Death
Possessiveness giving way
To detachment
Form moving to formless
In its sheer beauty
The last one hour…
Her resistance
Giving way to acceptance
The doubts n fears
Of the dew drop
B’fore jumping into the ocean
Blood pressure going down
E’er so gradually
170 – 130 – 60 – 25 – – 0 – 0 – 0 . . .
Pain on the face
Giving way
To a beautiful smile
With eyes closed
As if seeing
A lovely dream
She said some months ago
I want to now go to daddy
She didn’t want
To run away or die
So clearly focused
On the destination
Am pleasantly surprised
At my acceptance
Well almost…
Lighting the pyre was painful
Acceptance vanished
Emotions came up strong
Death I didn’t know
This side of you
Nor this side of me
I love you
I welcome you
The way you took away
All the pain n suffering
N brought back the smile
Taking Mom on her journey
To her chosen destiny…
Beautifully experienced, written and shared. Thank you so much.
You are welcome Julie.
Thanks for stopping by.
I will hang on to this, Rita. I hope I will not need it too soon.
I hope so too.
Thanks for stopping by and commenting Charlotte.
Thanks Larry for stopping by and commenting.
Rita, Whew! Strong Ink Indeed. A touch of heling and sadness. Thank you