I learned this weekend that one of my beloved aunties is near the end of her life, halfway across the world from me in Chiang Mai. I am thinking of her kindness and the many people she touched in her time on this earth, and that those warm thoughts I have of her are how any of us would want to be remembered. So I am remembering her and wondering how she is experiencing this transition, just as I tried to imagine my father’s journey years ago. I hope it is a time of clarity and light.
Did I know you were moving
closer to the end? If I did,
it attached deep inside, and
might explain the light.
Quick to answer, lingering
on your voice, telling you
about my day – everything
flowed freely.
We were on the edge of life,
in a sunlit field, fearless.
Open to words and each other.
Aware of the intricacies of breath.