in the shadows of the glorious dusk.
Don't sing me songs of adieu
in whispers, that I barely knew.
Rest and let go of the garbled breath,
that wracks your tattered body.
Let go, my love, of the thread
that leads to turmoil and misery.
Go, move on to the sunshine of joy,
and suffer no more my sweet.
gnarled fingers and wrinkles are done now,
and time for your restful sleep.
Don't worry, for in time, I will be,
with you in the folds of your dreams.
Where nothing matters but you and me,
and together we will always be.
...until the end of time.
Hello dear readers, may I request your participation? I know this is a simple poem to interpret, but I'm interested to know if anyone could tell me the specific scenario in this poem. Am I getting through?
Thanks. Anyone who could interpret it correctly will have sizzling sisig waiting for her/him, here in Pampanga. lol, so to claim your prize, you will have to visit me and Roy first.
The scene I picture is a room, possibly a hospital or the couple's bedroom. One spouse is dying, but seeming to hold on. The other is speaking softly telling their love it is okay to move on, to let go of the pain, to go on [to heaven or whatever the spiritual belief is]. The spouse is saying they will be there when their time has come to be reunited for eternity. I imagine tears, but not gaping sobs. I imagine love, the love one feels when they would rather feel the pain of going on without the other, then their loved one going on in such pain.
ReplyDeleteMy mother held my grandmother's hand as she lay dying. I imagine this to be a similar experience. Thank you for sharing.
That's a very vivid description Anne, you're really a writer, thanks. Let's wait for the others' contributiond. Cheers.
ReplyDeletejust like my poem Finally... She Rests, it speaks the painful, and yet necessity of letting go. for holding on is only prolonging the pains and sufferings.
ReplyDeletebut you are braver Jena, yours is one where it's actually at the point where goodbyes are to be said. Something that I cannot do, not until later where I came to the point of realization... and acceptance.
beautiful poem Jena... and thanks for this verse
Don't worry, for in time, I will be,
with you in the folds of your dreams.
Where nothing matters but you and me,
and together we will always be.
...until the end of time.
Yes, what you about letting go is correct. I can see what you meant about your wife. Your story, "The Day We Touched the Sun" spoke about your inner turmoil. Life has to go on..though.
ReplyDeleteAll the best.
I'm with Anne. It's letting go of someone you love because holding on is becoming too selfish. Which leaves me to think, what if there's no after life? No chance to be back again "with you in the folds of your dreams."
ReplyDeleteWhat if all we've got is the here and now? And all notions of after life is but frail and futile longing?
Agree with the others on the intent of your poem although it may not necessarily be a someone as much as it be a some-thing. Like a broken radio. :p
ReplyDeleteAPologies for the all too academic interpretation. You asked!
Hello Rey,
ReplyDeleteWell your example is a fact of life that should not be discounted... I like how you went out of the "box" with your interpretation. That's what we need in the academe - more of "intuitive creativity".
This poem immediately brought to mind the movie Jacob's Ladder and how daemons existed to help break the ties between those who have passed on to their loved ones. Only once those ties have been broken were they free to move on to Heaven.
ReplyDeleteBeautiful!
I agree with the first commenter Jena. I've been told by two spouses of cancer victims how they encouraged them to "go to peace" because they couldn't bear to watch them suffering any more. Your poem reminded me of both of them and now I'm near tears myself. It is so emotive.
ReplyDeleteDear jena,
ReplyDeletethere was a situation of loss that came to my mind. Someone who mourns but knows that he or she will follow sooner or later...
I like it
Cu Happy Blogging
When a person is dying and their loved one is near their side until the end, it takes every bit of strength to hold on to their memory.The release is the hardest part and sometimes the person that is beside them needs to let them know it's ok to go.
ReplyDeleteHello Mamapickle,
ReplyDeleteI like movies about souls. There's one movie: "Heart and Souls", which I liked a lot. About souls coming back for something.
But it's true that when people are in another "stage" of life, they should move on and let go. All the best.
Hello Jean,
ReplyDeleteThat's a very sad story. Or is it a sad or happy event? It could also be a happy story if you try to understand that the sick person would eventually suffer no more.
Best regards and take care.
This scene is from the book I have read, "Inspirational Thoughst and Stories of Bloggers All Over the World." It's a very story from Roy, who spent his remaining money in making his wife happy on her remaining days. Hehehehe.
ReplyDeleteAm I close?
Hi Jhong,
ReplyDeleteHmmmm, I'll tell you that three days after...lol...
How did you know? he he he
To me someone is dying and trying to make you feel better, but you don't want to hear that. The effort is obviously painful and you don't want the person to strain their weak body.
ReplyDeleteIt's time to move on and to let go of the painful life that has been thrust upon the loved one. Then there is the wait until in death you will be reunited.
Hello Sire,
ReplyDeleteWhat an apt interpretation.
I have to agree now to all of your inputs.
A scene where an old couple is involved. The old woman is dying of cancer and the husband is telling her gently to let go, but the woman is refusing because she is thinking of him being left behind without company; and the husband is reassuring her that everything would be fine.
Kudos for participating.
Somebody is too tired to continue the work he is doing, this is a call to rest and to pick up the final moments of a short lived life.
ReplyDeleteThe life is short lived because there was no time spent on the other wonderful things, such as the sweet beauty of the sun. Mentioned by the appearance of the dusk where the day starts.
Yet, there is too much, too many more steps to make to reach a certain unattainable goal and all that is left is to satisfy with some peace and the comfort of being together.
Z
Wow, Doc Z, what a unique interpretation. In some ways yes, there is regret of not savoring each moment with a loved one while still alive.
ReplyDeleteThat's a reality that often confronts us. Thanks for reminding us to stop and watch the beauty of the sunset/sunrise.
All the best.
Of course I've come late to this, but I think it's important to let a dying loved one know that we will be okay - that it's okay to let go of that worry, to be at peace. I know people who have hung on out of sheer determination and the fear that their loved ones won't survive without them. It's almost as if they really need permission to go, and it seems a relief to them when they do.
ReplyDeleteGrief isn't about the dying, it's about the hanging on of the living; the horrible loss that's made worse the better our relationship was. But I wouldn't trade good relationships for bad ones, or for none at all, in order to spare myself the pain.
Hi Holly,
ReplyDeleteI like how you interpreted it. People do that at times. And others can't help it. Life is like that. All the best.
Jena, I'm glad my interpretation was pretty close to the mark. Just don't tell the wife.
ReplyDeleteHello Sire,
ReplyDeletehe he he..My lips are sealed..lol...Cheers.