EULOGY TO KAREN

AULOGY TO KAREN

It's not the passing

I lament

For we must all go

The way of the earth

But the absence

Of grace

Not time

Nor place

For the moment of departure

Leaves a space

Which can never

Be filled

And perhaps

Eventually forgotten:

Even those

Who swear

They will never forget!

This breeds seeds of doubt

For the living are blind

To the mysteries of death

And the dead

Can no longer shout

Nor whisper

Their presence any more

And that is an absence

Of grace

And a cause for lament

She was my cousin

And her life

Was well spent