MJ blathers

dark poet who loves to laugh


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music, like life, simply is

Bells of the Cascades

played in memorial

for a beautiful member

a rollicking “Sweet Caroline”

a hymn that meant

so much to her

and “Ascension”

written near the end

of her life when she could

hear and know the love

that was being poured

out for her

i wept

for Carolyn

for my sister

for my husband

i know that death

is part of life

but i don’t understand

until the bells play

and music tells me

i need only feel

i do not need

to understand

for life—and death

to have meaning

far beyond me


Leave a comment

music, like life, simply is

Bells of the Cascades

played in memorial

for a beautiful member

a rollicking “Sweet Caroline”

a hymn that meant

so much to her

and “Ascension”

written near the end

of her life when she could

hear and know the love

that was being poured

out for her

i wept

for Carolyn

for my sister

for my husband

i know that death

is part of life

but i don’t understand

until the bells play

and music tells me

i need only feel

i do not need

to understand

for life—and death

to have meaning

far beyond me