From Both Sides Now

DOUBLE VISION

I see the world from both sides now

the dream the dance

the final bow

I see the inside out of life

as grief wraps tight around me -

 blankets me with memories of laughter

I hear the silence screaming out

the void, the empty chairs

where quiet conversation was the norm.

the look, the sigh, the grin is gone

the whistling is dead

hollowness abounds

I feel the shift of weight upon my shoulders

which once, resting upon two,  

was shared with joy.  

I move through vacant rooms

and see you there

without the music, hear your song 

I fix a meal and eat

uninterrupted by the sound of

your companionship

the everyday comments

often about nothing

yet everything to me - now gone

<><><><><>

before I gave birth 

I could not imagine the experience of that 

separation of two beings out of one

either the birthing or the

life that followed as a mom

- so full of joy

before knowing the death of one truly half of me

I couldn't fathom an experience so profound

as the separation of the two of us

either the immediate loss or the

learning to walk on my own

so full of grief

~~~~~

yet tempered by the 
healing mystery of 
GRACE

JoMae 

4/24/17