Resigned and with a heavy heart, I sang
at Joe’s funeral today. Tears welled
up as the family placed hands
on his casket. I surrendered
to the moment, yet found courage.
My faith sustained me. At such
times, I realize I am there to serve
others. I can be a source of strength.
He was a young medical student whose
time on earth was cut short. A young
man of faith with a family of faith.
What will they do from here?
Focusing elsewhere I sang and prayed.
At such times, we need to reach out
and support one another. When will
the family find the energy of purpose again?
They will ask for eyes of faith.
Ask for peace and quiet. Hugs.
For now: silence. Prayers.
The language of silence.
They will support one another.
Serve one another. Pray together.
There is a reason we celebrated
Joe’s life. He has found the light.
What do they do from here?
Cry, pray, hug, breathe,
eat, work again. Play again.
Find the solace of silence.