The Carter Family sings Can The Circle Be Unbroken? 1927
" ..She is understandably taking the loss of her husband hard. She got up this morning to get ready for work, made coffee and the like. When she returned to kiss him good-by he was cold. The coroner thinks he died about 4 am of a sudden massive heart attack. He did not even stir enough in bed to wake her. Family is with her now..."
Were do you find the words? Most of us who rely on music to get us through find a song or two to speak for us. The man whose daughter this happened to put up this Carter Family song to show his feelings today.
I am reminded lately again of this fragile thing we call life. People die before their time, just whatever that means anyway. Sometimes there is just no right time I think. The wistfulness of a tree swaying in the wind says it all for me. There is a time when it is bare, then blooming. Freshness and green leaves speak for me, then the color blast of aging beauty, the vibrant outcry of the last moments of meaning, then bare again, tell me the time. Even when the tree dies, it can leave its hope of life. A seed carried by a bird can make a tree, all this happens under our unwatchful eyes.
While the city sleeps and we take our country slumber, the tree, in rain or snow or sleet or ice or sun or winds, finds its life. We ignore it and yet we do not, it is a part. So it is with all the life around us, teeming. Being born, growing, dying, all in this great circle of life. The music wakes our souls as it should. When words are lost and emotion great, there is still the sound of memories.
For Patrick
I said goodbye
did you hear me
I whispered it to
you in the silent night
I waved to you
as I approached the light
I was happy
happier than you might know
but I did say goodbye
I wanted you to know
I will miss you
but while it was hard to
leave you
I was happy because
I know
I will see you
Copyright 2011 by SheilaTGTG55
Jethro Tull
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♥R
Odd association: I am moving into a new buildling. Last night I had a call from a great friend to tell me that his parents lived there and they would help me with the process.
This morning he called to say his mom died at 2 Am--just two hours after we discussed her. This is not any direct loss but speaks to the image of whenever and however and that it happens when least expected. Safe thoughts and blessings sent to you, r
Rated.
Love your poem Sheila
More death:( I so hate it.. This was beautifully said.
Rated with hugs
"We ignore it and yet we do not, it is a part. "
Lovely tribute and my condolences, Sheila.