Monday, 21 December 2015

Crossing the bar

Even before that last breath and lingering silence, the sky mourned; sending biting winds and rain to dash against the pane; raging when we could not..... Yet it was the sun that finally called to you in the quiet of that empty room; leaving worn out bones as a final remnant of all you once were.

Later, within woven willow draped in the colours of the sea; we watched as you were borne aloft upon the shoulders of young men made boys by grief.
 Then, sat amongst familiar faces weighed down by heavy hearts and shared memories; we found you once more , amidst the warm words of a final farewell.