Celestial Driveby

The communication of the dead is tongued with fire beyond the language of the living. ~ T. S. Eliot

When you left, you gave me

the finger, revisiting to dump

all that spiteful attitude and I

was unprepared, knocked off

my feet.  Hours later, still

struggling, my text messages blew

up with your death notification.

Below the stinging farewell

is dark dread, and I can tell

your passage was rough,

a frantic reaching out

for anyone, can you hear me?

And I am an opening,

even in my dreams, a place

to grab and curse and sob.

My teacher told me to ground

when I am too sensitive,

to deepen my base, connect

to the great earth.  This is no

time to take the easy way,

as I did for years, ignoring

your calls, nosy and critical

and always to be avoided.

Now my symptoms flare, reeling

with the immediacy of your need.

We are entangled here,

and yet there is a vastness

between the knots that you’ve tightened

in your terrified panic.

All of the years sitting at Mass

depending on the priest

to guide you, but he’s closed your eyes

and said the last rites

and you are lost and alone

when you come upon me.

Look into the tightly packed

molecules of resistance, and you’ll see

farflung galaxies.  The change in perception

a tiny shift and existence opens

a river of stars across the skies.

Our hearts trembling into the cosmic

heart, our fears transformed

into the spacious love,

the number you called at the very end,

the one I finally answered.

Releasing the nausea and headache

even as you let go of the psychic

phone, our connection revealed in soul-light.

We agreed to be each other’s harsh

teachers, remember, my darling?

Every word, every gesture can be

reinterpreted now in the wide lens

of forgiveness and unification.

I’m rising from my sickbed

and I celebrate your passing

grateful as that delicate, hidden

harmony emerges, at last.


Inspired by: Delicate, Communication, Harmony, Attitude

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Victoria Stuart

I'm a poet, philosopher and inner seeker. A giver, lover and a healer who studies the heart.

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