Dec 22 / Administrator

Breathless Moment

Diana Thompson shared this poem with us, which she wrote for a family who had recently suffered a loss.

BREATHLESS   MOMENT

Though there is life in every breath, one can hardly explain the breathless moment of such news… a child, my son, my brother, my husband, my friend has died.  There is no good or right time…

And the first of it seems unthinkable; minute by minute the fullness of the news seeps into every pore, the fiber, the very essence of our being. And still there is no good or right time…

And then, when we are shaken …that person we believe we are is stirred, riveted and  often pierced at the “core”…, we somehow put one foot in front of the other…, we stand…, we look inward…, then we look outward… and we walk again.

And as we trust, our footing becomes surer and in time we breathe more fully again…Moment by moment…, minute by minute…, day by day… because there is no good or right time when death calls.

So, remember there is life in every breath… take each breathe, fully,… take your time,… treasure this moment, feast upon the LOVE SHARED … because there is no good or right time when death calls!

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  1. Patti Hall / Sep 17 2013

    Beautiful poem with an important message, Diana. Thank you for posting this, Paul.

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