SIX MONTHS
by Taby Koohi
Six months of letting go doesn't come easy,
as some of you know.
An emotional journey that surely needs work
and affirming support.
If you've not known loss of this kind, you won't know,
how unlike any other loss is this letting go.
For those who know my heart, then you found,
that six months is only the start of feeling whole.
As part of my journey just days ago,
while admiring the heavenly sight right before my eyes,
I captured the dichotomy of my inner soul.
Let me tell you about it, so you'll know,
about a moment,
in a day,
of my six month emotional journey
of letting go.
One fine autumn day, between errands and chores,
I took a breather in the grandest of boulevards,
where many moons ago, $4000 bought you a killer home,
giving you bragging rights for being dope.
I found the perfect spot beneath the Katsura tree,
in part shade of the descending sun through Japanese maple leaves.
I laid on the grass and felt a tear drop.
I talked to my parents, then came a waterfall.
I dug my hands into the Earth to feel life.
Just then a snow butterfly fluttered by.
I softly sang a mournful lullaby.
As two song sparrows harmonized nearby.
I heard a symphony in my mind.
Clouds in shape of two angels - mom and dad -
appeared from nowhere, typical of guardians of you and I.
I perked up at this celestial sight,
and smiled grin-to-grin as they danced in the sky.
I got up to capture the moment through the lens,
but alas a mirage in my mind's eye can't be saved.
'Twas a beautiful dream deserving of a wishful sigh.
So now all I see are nature's bountiful -
God's artistic handiwork -
along side this narrative rune,
flowing quite plentiful.
I left the garden satisfied.
I had a good moment,
in a good day.
I felt high.
There'll be other hopeful days, I dare say.
But also days like yesterday.
If you've not known loss of this kind, you won't know,
how unlike any other loss is this letting go.
For those who know my heart, then you found,
that six months is only the start of feeling whole.
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