Nick Winkworth
Response
Hospice
Donna Kendall
Inspiration Piece
When she’s rocking in a chair of silence,
swaying between now and then,
her world may not be silent
as she drifts into the distant past-
To listen.
Her senses focused inward
on voices near and far –
those melodies from long ago: a child’s laughter, a lover’s song,
the winds that moved her life along- and blew the echoes
Into the stillness.
The rush of youth just slipped away
leaving wordless images that make her smile
and so much empty time to fill –
to fill with thoughts, and thoughts, and thoughts
While waiting.
No words can set today apart when today comes once again,
yet ticking moments in these precious weeks
are gifts that some receive
to have that time to listen, remember, and reflect –
In peace.
2 Comments
Beautiful pairing. After losing a child, things like this become so special. Thanks for posting it!
Your words took me back to the hospice.
Then they helped me with the fear of when it will be my turn.