Wednesday, June 16, 2010
Tuesday, June 15, 2010
the ordeal
The ordeal of Al Ayling goes on another day
Uncertain whether he will live or die.
Your hopes and fears ebb and flow in parallel
An emotional trial now in the second week.
I get phone calls twice a day, never knowing
Will I hear good news or bad.
If he doesn’t get better soon
We fear he’s going to get worse.
You flew to him so full of love.
You are such an empathetic person.
My heart goes out to him and you.
I try to be supportive.
You are doing whatever you can
To make him more comfortable
Washing his face with a washcloth
Gently rubbing the place next to his temple.
There’s such a physical distance between us now.
I’m writing this trying to be closer to you.
There’s a care package on its way to him
Bringing the violin music he loves.
Last night as we talked you had good news.
He doesn’t need more surgery, at least yet.
I heard his grandfather clock chiming on the hour
As you were sitting in his chair the first time ever.
When we visited there he stopped the clock
So the chimes would not disturb our sleep.
You are winding that clock now not letting it stop
As if the tick tock is keeping his heart going.
When I went and watered your plants back here
And took in your mail, I found the light left on
The beautiful lamp he made for you this year.
I left it turned on as if it's keeping him alive.
Yesterday he was saying good-bye to you
Wishing you happiness in your life with me.
Last night the doctor was promising him a future
Hiking around, enjoying more life.
Oh how I wish we have more time with him.
Oh how sweet the connection between you two.
Oh how I am longing to hold you in my arms
As if my embrace could make you feel better.
Posted by sought after at 10:13 AM
Sunday, June 13, 2010
the answer
for Charlie
We are discussing the origin of the universe
Some billions of years ago
And the appearance of Lucy the Hominid
Some millions of years ago.
As if we can comprehend such a span of time
We humans who have existed
Some thousands of years now.
Truly it is astounding how much we know.
And yet what little we know
Compared to how much we don’t know
Like the brief moment of our lives
Compared to the immensity of the universe.
I point out that as many people are alive today
As all the people who have lived and died before us.
The modern world with all our inventions
Has become the majority human experience.
The discussion you started leads back around
When you were seventeen and thinking on everything
You thought and thought and decided
There’s no way you are going to find the answer.
I think how well that not knowing has served you
All these years into your eighties
You are still curious to know what is known
Even as you give yourself over to the mystery of it all.
Posted by sought after at 9:12 PM