Requiem

Spiraling solely outward-bound

She raged against the dying of the light

Floating backward, voices cannot follow

Arms outstretched, reaching up –

A guiding hand –

Into the past

Where recollected figures,

Foggy in her memory,

Provide a welcome respite on her final journey home.

A daughter, left behind,

Through half-shed filial tears

Sees little but that journey –

A separation –

Preparation for the future

Waiting for reunion:

The final meeting

In the twilight kingdom

Until then,

Dear Mother, go gentle

And once again you’ll dance with dad –

A dervish without agony or sorrow

Forever sing familiar songs

Into that good night may you rest in peace

In itinere finivit

Requiem aeternam dona eis, Domine