Still

“For someone you love deeply, love will not end with dying, or leave with the last breath. Such love never ends.”


My wife Kathy pictured above, in the amazing garden she brought forth alone,
including the fire pit area, from our backyard patch of dead grass.

 

S till
it sits

still
atop the corner
of our garden wall
just where she left it

how many lilies
did it nourish

how many fuscia
lilac
rose
and morning glory
did it quench

it dispensed its
life giving waters
so gracefully
in her hand

such a delicate hand

gentle in its task
of planting new growth
but rugged on the weeds
that threatened her beloved garden

she was the giver of life
and the guardian
of her realm

but she could not
stop all that threatened

and I had not
her gift of life giving

and so it rests
atop the wall

no longer is it lifted
by her tender
hand of nurture

that hand for now
is still

sleep love
to heal


Kathy Kistner

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