Goodbye: Upon the Death of Sibling

Once, I’d stood beside a man
Who, with heart and soul o’erwrought, 
Silently searched for answers, but answers found him not. 
His sister recently had passed from Earthly life to next,
And left her brother standing, filled with emptiness.

We stood within a classroom, throbbing with life and youthful confidence,
Listening to strangers speak of futures in terms of choice and providence. 
When above the din of music and deafening teenaged discourse,
I thought I heard his spirit cry
“What choices do we truly have-when comes the time to die?”

How? and why? His queries all began
Echoing voices of a preceding time, to which my mind sped swiftly in reverse
To that moment when I’d stood besides another man, 
Who, with sighing, held his sister in his thoughts, and in
Speechlessness did he with her converse,
Wondering, each, about his dying.

We’d stood within a bustling airport crowd,
Listening with half-ears to strangers chatting,
With boisterous busy-ness about their day’s importance.
While I, in their unawareness, sought a way to say goodbye
To a man whose life linked mine; by merit of our birth and love.
Fore’er, our hearts entwined.

I looked then to my brother’s face and thought
How does one rout this wretched misery?
Where does one turn to quell the pain?
What choices do I really have to make my loved one well and whole again?
From all cancerous affiliations, a remedy we then sought.

So now a brother and a sister stood, reflecting upon what went before.
From science and from God, we asked from both a comfort and a cure.

My friend, the questions asked by you
Were those the same by me,
And though we asked the questions,
The answers to the whys and hows
Unheeded they did go
Though in their stead One Truth was given-

It is not in the dying that choices can be made,
But in the way we do our living.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2023

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Perna Avatar
June 27, 2023 at 7:19 PM
Lovely writing! I can relate. Profound and powerful. I lost my Brother to cancer. Very difficult.
Duraiswami  Avatar
June 22, 2023 at 5:47 AM
Excellent and beautifully executed poem! Loved the flow of thoughts! Great writing!
Waters Avatar
June 22, 2023 at 3:59 PM
Thank you.
Cornwall Avatar
June 21, 2023 at 4:09 AM
Love this poem and thank you for sharing
Waters Avatar
June 22, 2023 at 4:00 PM
It is gratifying to know others appreciate my ideas. Thank you.
Mcconnell Avatar
June 21, 2023 at 3:20 AM
Lovely moving piece Michelle, with nice rhyme and flow too. Have a great day,Gordon from Scotland.
Waters Avatar
June 22, 2023 at 4:02 PM
It is nice to know others find interest in my writing. Thank you.
Buhagiar Avatar
June 20, 2023 at 10:12 PM
Death is so final. We all must die. It is the punishment for the fall of man. But our lives should be employed in doing well Your last line is important.
Waters Avatar
June 22, 2023 at 4:05 PM
Thank you for recognizing the main point of this poem.
Ray Avatar
June 20, 2023 at 5:03 PM
love that ending....reading this brought my mother's thoughts to me....mourn a day and return to the plow, life is all about the living....and it is...thanks enjoyed your poem
Waters Avatar
June 22, 2023 at 4:07 PM
Thank you for sharing your connection to my writing.
Robertson Avatar
June 20, 2023 at 4:56 PM
Beautifully done. Fight the good fight, live your life right. You'll be too busy flying to worry about dieing.
Waters Avatar
June 22, 2023 at 4:09 PM
Pleased to know you connected with my ideas. Thank you.
Mehr Avatar
June 20, 2023 at 4:35 PM
Michelle thank you for sharing your thoughts and dreams. I enjoyed it all. and loved to read of the memories you called up from so long ago. Its all wonderful. I want to read more. Your friend Pat
Waters Avatar
June 22, 2023 at 4:10 PM
Thank you for your kind words.
Kgaswane Avatar
February 28, 2023 at 12:24 AM
Hi Michelle A very interesting and reflective poem about past and future, although I would hate to be caught up in such a moment Regards Mpho.
Waters Avatar
June 22, 2023 at 4:18 PM
The death of loved ones is hard, but not nearly as much when we have the hope of God’s promises. That made the difference for me. Thank you for your kind comments.
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